I wish I could claim the idea to re-interpret Cinderella Man as Fistbiscuit was totally my own, but I’ll be honest and admit that I gleamed the moniker from early reviews of the movie. If you’re scouring the internet today gathering up your own reviews, you’re more than likely to come across it.

I guess that’s why I decided to steer things in a totally absurd direction with today’s comic. That, and because the idea of an exceptionally salty snack cracker called “Fistbuscuits” was utterly hilarious to me. Should I put it on a shirt? Maybe I should start a band with Mitch Clem and we can call ourselves “The Fistbiscuits.”

…but I digress.

What do you suppose the producers of the film expect when it comes to parallels to Seabiscuit? There are only so many underdogs of the depression era you can capture to celluloid before people start making comparisons.

If nothing else, The Great Depression must have been just as bad as Grandpa described – if not worse – if the downtrodden citizenry of the country was willing to slap the label “NATIONAL HERO” onto anyone who could scrounge up the most marginal of success.

“He won a horse race! HERO!”

“He won a boxing match! HERO!”

Either things were really, really bad standing in those soup lines, or people of the 1930’s had exceptionally low standards.

I’m excited to see Cinderella Man partially based on all of the good press it’s been getting. But also because I’m a fan of boxing movies and the clich