The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for October 28, 2023

I guess you could call him Usain Bolt…

In the next panel someone sees the Olympic torch and grabs a stick to use the flame in the chase.

His number is the sum of all of his parts’ former numbers.

And there you have it!

And shortly before that he was putting on the ritz

Frank has the legs of a runner.

He’s trying to keep his number from being up.

I never saw Boris run that fast.

If the torch ever gets him, he’ll feel the burn.

It’s the opening act before the Milwaukee sausage races.

Never mind Vin, The rest of the field’s got this guy’s number.

One of the people chasing him is yelling, I was going to make espresso.

Olympic Torch… BAD!

Poor guy is just the racetrack dog at the Farmers Olympics Venue. That torch is a clone of the official one.

Starting pistol fire Bad!

His number is “up”…

This is part of his tryout with the Los Angeles Chargers.

D-a-a-a-n-g!!! I didn’t think he was that coordinated!!!

The modern Prometheus…or the modern Hermes?

would have been a great additional scene for Abbott & Costello Meet Frankenstein.