the light at the end of the tunnel is on the wrong side of the tracks
The Hail Mary pass is the pie in the sky. (Why does no one ever say “He threw an Our Father pass”? or “a 23rd Psalm pass”?) The effect of listening to two hours of shameless spin doctoring is to jump the shark while waltzing with zombies a million times. Which makes a better American story: the gun-totin bikini governor or the senator playing pick-up basketball?