Every day for four years I got down on my knees and thanked God for sending me Governor George Ryan. I knew that no matter how slow the news day was, I could always count on Ryan's various scandals and antics to provide enough interesting fodder to fill up sufficient white space.
Reporter: "Governor Ryan, are you ‘Official A'?"
Ryan: "I don't believe I am. I sure as hell don't think I am."
Like I said, the man consistently provided solid-gold material.