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"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, damas y caballeros, to the Presidential Bowl. We have a beautiful day as the sun is shining from coast to coast and from border to border as defending champion President Donald Trump and his Republican Elephants take the field as underdogs against Joe Biden and the Democratic Donkeys. It's not often that you see the defending champion in the role of an underdog, Moore?"

You've got that right, Les, but we remember four years ago when Hillary Clinton led her heavily favored Democrats against the upstart and Trump pulled off the upset of the century. Will lightening strike twice? 

"That's the reason they play the game, Moore. How did both sides reach the finals?"

Trump had virtually no competition, Les, and won without breaking a sweat in the primaries. Biden huffed and puffed out of the starting gate but after a crucial early-stage victory in South Carolina, he gathered steam and cruised to today's showdown.

"Why are the oddsmakers putting their money on Biden, Moore?"

There are a number of factors, Les. Trump is no longer an unknown. He has a four-year record which includes the COVID pandemic, the economic downturn and civil unrest. These misfortunes are happening under his watch; he can't blame these setbacks on his opponent. As vice-president under Barack Obama, Biden and the Democrats enjoyed a prosperous and peaceful eight years. With Coronavirus responsible for 230,000 deaths, nine million diagnosed cases and millions of Americans without employment, Trump enters this fray on the defense with Biden attacking him at every turn. The president, on the other hand, hasn't effectively countered Biden in their previous clashes. Las Vegas is also looking at the numbers and they calculate that Biden holds a hefty advantage in the electoral college.

"I'm sure most of our listeners are aware of the objective, but in case they aren't, if either Biden or Trump attains 270 electoral votes, he is the president for the next four years. What are projections on which the bookies are basing their bets, Moore?"

Trump beat Clinton, 306 to 232, last time. The pundits are betting the house that Biden will win 217 of those votes while Trump, who incredibly flipped several traditional Democratic states, can bank on only 162 votes at this juncture, Les.

"Does that total include Texas, Moore?"

Yes, it does, Les.

"But the talking heads have been calling it a tossup state, Moore."

I'm going to give it to you straight, good buddy. If Texas goes Democratic, Biden will lead his Democrats to an outcome of historic proportions. There is no Trump without Texas. Though demographics are changing and Texas is 50% minority, I don't believe we have reached the tipping point. Beto O'Rourke sent a message when he lost 52% to 48% to Senator Ted Cruz two years ago, but I don't think that message will arrive this cycle. Trump losing Texas, Les, and the Republicans will find themselves in a civil war that will lead to much blood-letting among their ranks.

"With Biden ostensibly holding a 217 to 162 lead before the two take the field, where should the fans look to perceive the deciding factors, Moore?"

There are eleven states that total 157 votes as well as Maine's second district and Nebraska's second district that have one electoral vote each. To win if the early predictions prove true, Biden needs 53 of the 159 and Trump needs 108 of the 159. The math vividly confirms Trump as an underdog, Les.

"Besides the districts in Maine and Nebraska, what are the competitive states and their electoral votes, Moore."

This is the list, partner. Arizona has 11, Michigan, 16, Minnesota, 10, Ohio, 18, Pennsylvania, 20, Florida, 29, Georgia, 16, Nevada, 6, Iowa, 6, North Carolina, 15, and Wisconsin, 10.

"How are the candidates doing in each of these states, Moore?"

If you want to believe the polls, Les, Biden has the upper hand, but after the Democratic fiasco in 2016, nobody is discounting another Trump feat of snatching victory from the jaws of defeat. The Democrats don't dare entertain the possibility, but there are a few insiders who contend that Trump's self-destructive tendencies could doom him to a landslide loss.

"I've never known you to retreat from a prediction, Moore. Your wife and children's lives are on the line and their futures aren't based solely on you prognosticating the the victor. You must also be within ten electoral votes on the final figure."

You are a son-of-a-bitch, Les. I'm sorry, folks. I forgot we were on air, but you've heard Trump use the expression at countless rallies. Biden wins Arizona with its 11, Michigan with its 16, Minnesota with its 10, Pennsylvania with its 20, Nevada with its 6, Wisconsin with its 10 and the Nebraska second district with its one. Let me add these numbers. In my heart of hearts I really believe that Biden is going to win bigger because Trump is so hated, but I'm going to stick with my brain. With these electoral votes, Biden takes home the trophy, 281 to 257.

"You heard it here first, folks. My longtime broadcasting pal Moore says that Joe Biden will be the next president of our nation. If he's wrong on either prediction, I'm sure there are scores of militia groups who would be more than happy to slaughter his entire family. And that includes a pair of the cutest Chihuahuas you will ever see. So sit back and enjoy the action, gang. We're expecting a classic."

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