The New York Times is reporting on "the day after" today. The day after the Democratic debate. Here's the opening to a story on Christopher Dodd written by Mark Leibovich:
Senator Christopher Dodd has a magnificent handshake, maybe the best in the Democratic presidential field. He grips with a brisk clench, makes masterly eye contact and tops it off with a light pat on the wrist from his nonshaking hand. It is the grip of a pro, a (perish the thought) political pro, which he is, the silvery-haired son of a senator, accomplished lawmaker, backslapper and armsqueezer.
That's about as good as it gets for Mr. Dodd. The story then goes on to deflate his chances and record a less than enthusiastic reception at a firehouse in Nashua New Hampshire:
Strolling around the Nashua fire station, hands crammed in pockets, he was looking slightly bored, or perhaps tired. It was about 10 a.m.; he is not much of a morning guy. He dutifully viewed the fire station’s state-of-the-art exhaust system, the defibrillator machine, the dive suit.
Life on the campaign trail, trailed by reporters with a brain full of adjectives.