Charlie Brown, Lucy Van Pelt and the Football

One of the longest, and arguably, most infuriating, running gags in Charles Schulz's otherwise brilliant Peanuts comic strip, is where Lucy promises to hold a football for Charlie Brown and then pulls it away at the last minute, causing Charlie Brown to fall flat on his back. A typical strip looks like this:

Source: Go Comics


The gag is one of the darker themes in the strip. It works on the concept that every year, Lucy promises to hold a football for Charlie Brown. Every year, Charlie Brown is initially filled with doubt but is eventually pushed on by a kind of optimism that perhaps, this time, Lucy might just let him kick it after all. As a metaphor for life, it is pretty simple. It talks of the moments when we choose to put our trust in people who have let us down only to be taken by surprise when they let us down, again. Lucy is, arguably, one of the crueller characters in the comic. Described as crabby by the other characters, she is often selfish, takes delight in wilfully hurting others, particularly Charlie Brown and her younger brother, Linus, and rarely expresses any kind of guilt for her actions. Lucy is a classic antagonist, though Schulz doesn't let her completely get away with it. Her feelings for Schroder don't just go unreturned, she remains steadfastly oblivious when he gives her an outright no. She is often taunted by Snoopy, who uses kindness as a means of harassment, and in the baseball strips, she is one of the few characters who is even worse at the game than Charlie Brown, often relegated to the part of their suburban block where her lack of sporting prowess can do the least amount of harm.

And despite this, the Lucy football comics still bug me more than any of the other running gags.

I think this is because we've all been there. We've all been Charlie Brown at one point or another, putting faith in the idea that people are intrinsically good, that we're not being set up, even when the evidence points to the opposite. The final panel in the strip always perfectly showcases Lucy's glee at Charlie Brown's humiliation. It is at this moment that I really feel for the poor guy. (You know, in spite of the fact that he is a mere comic book character and not an actual human in front of me.) And it probably has something to do with the fact that humiliation is one of the hardest emotions for people to process and deal with. And not only in the comic are we seeing a character suffering through that experience, we're also seeing another gain joy from inflicting that pain on another. And we're seeing it played out in a comic that is fairly innocent in its meditations on various parts of philosophy and spirituality, contains no adult characters and is often read and enjoyed by children. There's a sting in there. On the other hand, by virtue of the fact that we've all been Charlie Brown, we also find a kind of salvation in the comic, in the knowledge that if someone out there not only took the time to put pen to paper, but to create a whole running gag about an innocent kid being humiliated by someone who gets away with it, then chances are, humiliation is a fairly universal experience. And by Lucy repeatedly pulling the football away, again and again, we are reminded that we are not alone.






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VonFiat said…
Hello all, as a kid I never 'got' the peanuts comic strip. Or maybe it was that I did get it but it wasn't fun for me because I lived in a dysfunctional family Hell and related to Charlie Brown in a much deeper emotional way than most other people would. Just hours ago I was at a Lawyers office not because I wanted Legal services but because I needed legal Services from an Attorney to defend me against another Attorney I had sacrificed my life to for the last 15 years, that attorney being my wife. I talked to the office manager after the consultation and explained to her that I think I finally understand Peanuts and Charlie Brown. What bothered me most about the comic strip was the interaction of Charlie Brown and Lucy and in particular the kicking the football scenario. My entire life has been that scene over and over and over. I actually told the woman divorcing me she is Lucy holding the football promising Me (Charlie Brown) she wont pull the football away before I kick it....... but she always does pull the football away and I always think this time will be different but it isn't and i am the fool again. I grew up in a household full of Lucy's, 4 sisters and a father beat down by mother so much so she had one of her sisters (my aunt Mary) wanting to "slice my father's throat" because he put metal shelves in the closet-less bedrooms of the old house we grew up in. (No Metal Shelves! No Metal Shelves! c/o Mommie Dearest ) My Dad actually could have played college football and was on the Pitt Panthers junior Varsity until he sabotaged his life quitting university because one jerk professor gave him a bad grade which upset his perfectionist ideation in himself and set himself up to be ruled by a wife, my mother a woman who claimed to be a "Minnie Mouse" yet was anything but a Mouse and even more than the "Queen Bee" Joan Crawford was and played on the silver Screen. Sounds like Charlie Schulz married a Lucy for the first wife, a soul sucking vampire in a sirens skin. Because of my Mother Vampire, I rarely saw my Dad as he deliberately worked 4 to 12 shift and hide from family and life. My Dad had a Lucy in his head also that promised everything and never delivered. The cruelty of my father was colluding with my mother to bring Lucy to me.... Big promises never delivered, always someday but someday never came. At 17 this 'family' of mine said goodbye, your on your own, not our problem anymore, completely negligently unprepared for life and now on your own. I was a resilient boy but with my own Lucy in my head the world was now going to pull the football away over and over and over. It would take a book of stories to even scratch the surface of understanding that is this granite slab of abuse crushing me. So here I am, 0 wins and 62 years of losing seasons. This last year my team gave it all. was beat up, thrown down and exhausted if only Lucy will just hold the ball, maybe this once i will kick that football through the goalposts and win in this game of life. The football is everything I worked for, my home, my money to retire, my money to finally have time for friends and fun. But once again for no reason other than sick enjoyment at causing another persons suffering, my wife, my Lucy, just yanked the football away again with a divorce petition claiming all ownership of any marital asset leaving me nothing, homeless and destitute in this merciless world to die. If there can be a Next time instead of buying a wife, a Lucy, I think I will just marry a kicking tee, a kicking tee named Lucy…. No how about a kicking tee named Lucky. . Can't I just once have some fun and kick the ball

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