Enough about the “Mom” and “Dad” jeans.
Look, I’m here to make MO look good. BO’s got his own groomers and handlers. He has an entire contingent of lawyers, PR guys, communications experts, accountants and mathamagicians to make him look good in the eyes of the American people.
You would think that with all that hired help they could make him look like he belonged on a ball field. But no, they left that up to Albert Pujols, the Cardinal’s catcher, who stepped up to the plate and scooped the ball before it bounced.
I don’t know what happened. BO was throwing great when he was warming up in the Rose Garden. Maybe it was all those unexpected boos that rippled through the crowd when he came to the mound. I can understand how such unaccustomed negative feedback would throw him off his game. We don’t allow so much as a photo negative in the White House. But you didn’t hear that from me.
But getting back to the hired help: if they can’t buy the guy a pair of decent jeans and teach him how not to throw like a girl, don't look at me.
You can’t do everything with mirrors, you know.