I also played softball every Sunday with a guy named Bob Ford.
At first it did not occur to me that the Bob Ford I played softball with every Sunday had anything to do with the Bob Ford I read in the newspaper. Then something I said to Bob Ford at softball – an insight I had about the Washington Redskins — ended up in the Inquirer.
Hey, I thought to myself, that was my idea. I shared it with Bob Ford. Last Sunday at softball. Now it is in the Inquirer. In a column written by a sports writer. A sports writer named Bob Ford.
Did I mention that, next to the sports column, there was a photo of Bob Ford?
That’s when, using the finely honed deductive reasoning skills of an experienced criminal defense attorney, it finally occurred to me: The two guys had to be twins.