Soccer, NASCAR, F1 Fan Blog seasoned with Japanese Anime and served with Music and Beer.
Somewhere, there is a perfect world, or at the very least a perfect sports world, where wise men of noble purpose rule the pitch, the field of play, the arena of life…the sporting life at least. A world where decisions make sense, and are well-formulated, good, and wise and true. And when the lads march…
Last Sunday at Texas, Jeff Gordon climbed out of his wrecked #24 DuPont Chevrolet and strolled down the track with a jaunty purpose in mind. The purpose Jeff Gordon had in mind was to bitch0slap the crap out of Jeff Burton, who just emerged from HIS wrecked #31 Caterpiller Chevrolet. And that is what he…
I have finally become a REAL Manchester United fan. And while I let those words sink in, I’ll state for the record right now that everyone, with the possible exception of Gareth Bale, has gotten WAAAAAAAYYYY over their skis on Gareth Bale. After Tottenham’s swell little 3-1 win over Inter Milan in the Champions League…
England 0 Montenegro 0 Just as I predicted in my last post, The Empire fell, fell a little further and deeper into the slough of despond…and the Three Lions’ little roar was silenced to a purr. I called the shot, and the lads from Montenegro, in case you’re wondering where the fuck they came from,…
It’s not really the destination that’s important. It’s the journey. So going nowhere is not always a bad thing. Because no matter WHERE you arrive, well…there you are. And along the way, what you have uncovered, discovered, lived and relived determines where you arrive and when, but more importantly, who you are when you arrive…
The more we know, the more we seem to forget. Even, and especially, if it’s the things we love the most. It seems ironic and counter-intuitive, but the more knowledge and passion we have, the more capacity we have to overlook something, be it minuscule or essential. I’m constantly forgetting the names of the main…
DAMN the damned ability of Jimmie Johnson and the evil mechanations of Chad Knaus!! The top of the lineup for this evening’s Subway Fresh Fit 600 from Phoenix is full of WTF? I mean that sincerely. A.J. Allmendinger will tee it off first alongside Scott Speed. In the next row, Sam Hornish Jr and Marcus…
The Gundam always wins! It’s not like I’m going to tell you what happens in some current, new anime show that I happen to be watching at the moment that most of you who will be reading this will never be watching at ANY moment. I could regale you with my latest take on everything…
Motorsports are different in Europe. Motorsports are different in Europe. AS are many things sporting, or sportif. Formula 1 vs. NASCAR. It sort of makes me wonder what it would be like if NASCAR actually staged a race in Europe. Hah! I could see it all now….instead of a race at Watkins Glen or Sears…
“According to THIS book, someday you will publish a photo of us on the Internet.” Sometimes I just get caught up in my own format. It becomes a trap from which I can barely escape. Hopefully, by recognizing that and bringing it to light, I can indeed effect an escape. Format. Perhaps I should explain,…
Like approximately 200 million other people world wide, I watched the FIFA World Cup 2010 Final Draw Show. And given the somewhat wacky and borderline surrealistic nature of the draw itself, it’s probably just as well that I watched the entire thing in Spanish on Univision at Taqueria Maldonado’s in Green Bay, Wisconsin. There was…
It is inevitable, inexorable. It’s not even going to be close. Jimmie Johnson will take it all, including the cake and the frosting. There is almost no real point in watching NASCAR anymore this season since we already know who is going to win. All else is hopeless and hapless and nearly as balls-on thrilling…
I’m a little late with my recap/editorial/take on the AAA 400 at Dover last Saturday. Then again, I also have not caught up on my anime viewing either. I have several episodes of Bakemonogatari, Needless, and Haruhi to watch. So that says more about me, I suppose, than the race at Dover. The race was…
It all came down to one night, one race. The final race for the Chase. The Chevy Rock N Roll 400 at Richmond International Speedway. It was a mighty and terrible race with the blood of giants coursing through the veins of some of the drivers while from others the blood of giants spilled across…