This started as a jovial litle blog abouf Soccer, NASCAR, F1. But due to thei recemt ele ction that brought Donald Trunp and horrible minions back into power, it's become sowthing a bit more vicious than it was.
I’m not sure if this brief interlude between posts meant that I needed the time to absorb some vital or essential knowledge about motorsports, football, poetry, music which I hate, science fiction which I also hate, or whether this interlude simply resulted from laziness or a lack of courage. Perhaps all of the above. Or…
Betty White vs. NASCAR The Lady In Black did her level best to leave no one unscathed at last night’s Southern 500 at Darlington. Jimmie Johnson was swept up in her hateful arms on lap 180 by the intrepid A.J. Allmendinger whose brake rotor exploded. That was good to see. It kept the deal interesting.…
“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,…
The countdown clocks are ticking, ticking, inexorably ticking. Countdown to Daytona 500. Countdown to Rolex 24 Hours of Daytona. Countdown to F1 Practice in Bahrain. Countdown to the F2 Race at Silverstone. Time is running out and there is no hope left of stopping it. No hope of turning it back to the beauty and…
Yes, I know it’s the Holidays. Christmas, New Years and all that and I hope it’s happy. Also, it’s not only the end of the year, but also the end of the Decade. But if you’re expecting anything Holiday or Fin de Year/Decade related, or a sad parade of Top 10 Lists, well, best prepare…
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…
Well…the Jeremy Mayfield saga has gotten WAY out of hand, to put it mildly. It is careening down the mountain at 110, no make that 210 spewing moonshine and apocalyptic madness in it’s wake. More failed droog tests. More counter tests that show Jeremy being clean. Imperial and arrogant NASCAR being accused of spiking the…