NASCAR Is Not A Dinosaur

Dumbassedness is a very powerful thing. Witness the response engendered by Robert Weintraub’s entirely silly Slate.com column, the one in which he suggested it was time for NASCAR to go the way of the dinosaur.  We’ve got The Charlotte Observer’s David Poole using considerable time, space and energy to eloquently debunk Weintraub’s silliness. We have Steve Waid over at SceneDaily.com also using valuable time and mental energy politely explaining why he believes th ...

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NASCAR Isn’t Crashing and Burning

 There are NASCAR fans who will tell you – with a straight face, at that – that they watch racing for the racing. Yeah, well, most politicians swear – swear! – they won’t raise taxes, either. How’s that working out for you? Anyway, to some race fans, the idea that people might watch a race because, you know, they kinda sorta maybe hope they’ll see an historic, awesome wreck a la Michael McDowell at Texas or just a garden-variety, Robby Gordon-c ...

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Should NASCAR Pull A Model T and Disappear?

It used to be, The Chicago Tribune had a sports columnist by the name of Bernie Lincicome. This guy was, to my way of thinking, a complete and utter moron, the type of writer whose sole purpose was to conjure the most asinine, nonsensical, stupid tripe he could think of, the better to infuriate his readers. It’s unlikely that any member of the fourth estate can possibly achieve the craven depths that Lincicome did back in the day (and may still, though I kicked the habit after college ...

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Quite Possibly The Coolest NASCAR Photo Ever

Elliott Sadler, the unlucky SOB along for the ride in the No. 38 car? He walked away from the barrel roll that resulted from this unscheduled airborne trip in the 2003 Aaron's 499 at Talladega Superspeedway. Sadly, the car had to be put down. ...

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TGIF? I Think Not

Why Megan Fox, you ask? Why not, I say. I mean, does one need an excuse for a photo of Megan Fox? No. Never. Ever. Ever. But, especially today, I need Megan. I need her to make my happy (heh heh), I need her to take my mind off my troubles (heh heh), I need her to remind me that something in the world is good, pure, perfect .. and waiting for me. I'm coming, Megan, I'm coming!But why, why today of all days do I need Megan? After all, it's Friday -- who is in a bad mood on a Friday? Two days ...

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This Year’s Model

Revell is most likely a fairly insignificant NASCAR sponsor – at least, the company didn’t merit inclusion as a member of the “Family of Sponsors” in the 2008 media guide. Regardless, the recent news that the company famous for its model cars and airplanes will no longer produce NASCAR-sanctioned products is unfortunate. It may well be that terms like hobbyist and model cars are anachronisms and just further proof that I’m old. Still, I think a decent argument ...

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NASCAR Predictions? Play the Lottery Instead

I’ve never thought predictions were worth a whole hell of a lot. When I was a kid, I refused to read any Sports Illustrated story that purported to explain to me how Ali could beat Frazier or why it was the Boston Bruins should be able to brawl their way to the Stanley Cup. That so many of these preview stories were accompanied by artists renderings and not photos was just another solid reason why I turned right past those puppies. Well, that and I really have no imagination, but that&rsqu ...

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Cleaning Up NASCAR’s House?

I fundamentally disagree with Mr. VanZandt's opening premise that the Big Three’s current problems can be laid squarely at the feet of unions (whose membership has declined pretty dramatically in the recent past) and other, supposedly unreasonable demands placed on manufacturers by silly little things like environmental regulations. However, his subsequent assessment of NASCAR's recent policies and the steps the sport needs to take in order to protect its place in the sporting la ...

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Brian France and NASCAR See The Light

I have a friend who works for a NASCAR team. He sits on one side of the proverbial aisle. I sit on the other. We discuss. We debate. I tell him he’s full of crap. He tells me I’m naïve. I provide hard evidence to support my arguments. He tells me I’m wet behind the ears. I tell him he’s an unthinking dittohead. He tells me I’m a babe in the woods. I swear at him and malign his heritage. He laughs at me. Ultimately, when my continued use of facts gets in hi ...

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