Every front runner in a political campaign needs to be careful about stumbling too early in the race. Rudy Giuliani just ran out of the closet and fell on his face.
Rudy, Dwight Eisnehower’s elf from New York, says he’s a Boston Red Sox fan. Rudy’s not a Yankees fan or a Mets fan. He’s a Boston Red Sox fan. He openly rooted for the Red Sox in the World Series. Talk about conceding your home state by turning red coat. What’s the guy thinking? Rudy’s Red Sox Romance won’t get him votes in New York for anything except George Steinbrenner’s shoe shine boy.
The fall out was fast and furious but best summed up by Scott Simon of National Public Radio. Those guys at NPR don’t have much to do all day but come up with witty phrases which describe silly situations.
“Now I don’t have the right or sense to judge another man or woman’s religious faith, sexual orientation, or family relations. But I’m sorry. Yankee fans don’t root for the Red Sox. It’s like Sylvester rooting for Tweety Pie. It would be like Napoleon shaking hands with the Duke of Wellington after Waterloo…”
Bizzaro Don Imus could not have said it better.
What’s really going on here? Bill says I misjudged the situation and the election is probably lost since Giuliani made a pact with the devil. A reporter at the Providence Journal asked Giuliani if he would root for the Red Sox if the devil would get him elected president. Rudy said, “Probably that’s a deal I could not make.” Guess what? Rudy rooted for the Red Sox. That means the devil is behind his presidential campaign. We’re hosed.
The waffle is out of the closet. The devil outed Rudy. You can’t make this stuff up.
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