Mexico City.
A side hall in the National Palace.
Cuauhtémoc was meeting with Uday Hussein, the Iraqi sports official.
This guy...
He came directly by private flight and only declared his identity after arriving over Mexican airspace. Cuauhtémoc, who cares a lot about his image, couldn't just go up and kick him out, so he had to hold his nose and allow him to land.
No official diplomatic documents whatsoever.
Maybe he was afraid the Yanks would find out.
At this moment, the man was holding a woman he brought from Iraq in his arms.
Just openly... flirting and kissing each other?
Everyone around was stunned!
I had long heard about the absurdity of Uday; if he saw anyone he liked on the street, he would just drag them to the Official Residence. When he was in charge of the Olympic Committee, if he fancied an athlete, he'd just act like a dog in heat.
The things he has done are too numerous to document.
But...
