He seems to have some sort of on-air meltdown or unsavory public incident every couple of weeks. He's the Zelda Fitzgerald or Lindsey Lohan of the MSM.
Last night's emotional collapse was truly an overwrought epic.
Poor Chrissy! He went from having a tingle run up his leg in 2008 to something warm running down it in 2012. ;o)
No tingle down his leg?
What he needs is a boot up his @$$
It reminds me of "The Caine Mutiny":
Captain Queeg: "Ahh, but the strawberries that's... that's where I had them. They laughed at me and made jokes but I proved beyond the shadow of a doubt and with... geometric logic... that a duplicate key to the wardroom icebox DID exist, and I'd have produced that key if they hadn't of pulled the Caine out of action. I, I, I know now they were only trying to protect some fellow officers..."
Matthews has lost his little metal marbles.
You may have "stumbled uncontrollably into the truth!" </McLaughlin>
Chrissie may be a given-up love child of Zelda Fitzgerald and an anonymous neighborhood barfly. (That would explain his fascination with journalism and politics, and working for Tip O'Neill!)