Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for June 10, 2002
June 09, 2002
June 11, 2002
Transcript:
NATE: He let me win!...He let me win! ROSA: What was that, Nate? NATE: Artur let me beat him in our match last month! And everybody knew it except me! I feel like an idiot! I've been telling people I'm the best player in the state! I'm not even the best player on my own team! I stink at chess. OS: All matches begin in one minute! ROSA: Crisis.
Nice job, Francis. Nate’ll never respect you guys, like that one time when you thought he was cheating, and he wasn’t.