The governor was a sports fanatic.
He loved to go to all of the games.
Baseball, football, basketball… college and professional, it didn’t matter.
And when he went to the games, he was at the game as a fan, and not as the governor.
State business could wait for the game to finish.
This was fine for legislative duties, because that could wait.
But the prisons scheduled executions with the sports schedule in mind.
While the governor was enjoying the game, the executioner threw the switch.
“They didn’t vote for me,” he told the press. “So, fuck ’em.”