Mick: You get a look at our opponents on the way over?
Rayne: Yeah, pretty pathetic. I think one of them has a wooden leg.
Mick: So they're the underdog team rising up to surpass impossible odds. That would make us the arrogant champions willing to do anything to win. And I think I'm fine with that, as long as we win. Where are you going?
Rayne: Pet store. Need termites.
Rayne: Yeah, pretty pathetic. I think one of them has a wooden leg.
Mick: So they're the underdog team rising up to surpass impossible odds. That would make us the arrogant champions willing to do anything to win. And I think I'm fine with that, as long as we win. Where are you going?
Rayne: Pet store. Need termites.
Heywood leads the league in most offensive categories, including nose hair. When this guy sneezes, he looks like a party favor. ... This guy threw at his own son in a father-son game.
— Harry Doyle, Major League
OK so Big Walnut Tech is obviously a Designated Villain in Funky Winkerbean: they routinely crush the Westview Scapegoats in football, and it was team star Frankie who got Dead Lisa pregnant (she was not yet dead at the time), so that Les could heroically give her a lift to the hospital and the Fairviews could get Darrin to adopt. And today Big Walnut Tech bests the Westview High crowd yet again, this time by remote control.
Sounds like a pretty interesting place, doesn’t it, this Big Walnut Tech? I’d like to know more about how their coach managed to maintain a consistently successful football program over so many years, and how they built an academic environment that develops clearly marketable skills in fields like robotics.
Sounds like a pretty interesting place, doesn’t it, this Big Walnut Tech? I’d like to know more about how their coach managed to maintain a consistently successful football program over so many years, and how they built an academic environment that develops clearly marketable skills in fields like robotics.
Don't be fooled by the adorable, fluffy animal facade PopCap's games erect. Inside, they're a ruthless bunch. If this were an '80s sports movie, PopCap and the other large casual game developers would be the evil team, the snotty, fabulously rich kids with tailored uniforms, the ones the shabby underdog heroes have to beat in the film's conclusion in a narrow but heart-warming victory.
— Zero Punctuation, reviewing Peggle
