It’s Talladega, Baby!! And I APPROVE of what that means!!!
This will, or might likely, be my worst bloog post ever. The feeling grows within me each passing day as the materials, ideas, concepts pile crushing me, until they seem to wither away and I seem to wither away and I put the same sort of pressure on myself to produce some content that George RR Martin’s fans put on him to finish the next focking 5,000 page Game Of Thrones novel, which, I suppose, is a pretty fucking unreasonable thing to say or imagine. Which makes me wonder sometimes if maybe I should return to the nascent days of blogging1 where I skewed the puerile, the insipid, the bored, the damned, the quisling, the bored and the damned, the….., like the little insects I perceived them to be. Then I could get away occasional posts with long stretches of silence in between. That would be relief to all I’m sure. Over the years, I’ve probably set the bar too high for myself. Assuming that the concept of tits at Talladega, and Talladega titties, is setting the bar too high, well….I guess I’m begging the question. The big problem with this is that the aforementioned bored, damned, puerile, insipid and quislings have, for the most part, left blogging and now spew their paltry takes all over Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Reddit and all that dross so I now have to wade into and through entire killing fields of muck to bring back their heads on a stick. And I’m sure y’all can think of even bigger problems to result from that.
So onward then. It’s Talladega, Baby!! And without belaboring the obvious, y’all know what THAT means!!
Drivers….START YOUR ENGINES!!!!
It’s Talladega Baby, and THAT means….oh
And that means….Where will Danica Patrick qualify?? I was glancing up at practice from Dega and say she was 4th fastest but we shall see. So…wouldn’t it be nice is Danica gets help from the Turbo-charged Toothfairy and notches her first Winston Cup2 win at Talladega? Discuss amongst yourselves.
Meanwhile, Tony Stewart’s recovery from his back injury proceeds apace. He raced last Sunday at Richmond and finished 19th. This week, he’ll start the race at Talladega, but at the first caution, he’ll be replaced in the car by Ty Dillon. Ty Dillon will also qualify the car.
If not Danica, it’s time for Matt Kenseth to rise above get his first win of the season. I don’t care what y’all think.
It’s Talladega, Baby!! And THAT means…..wait, WHAT??
Yeh, yeh….Formula 1….qualifying for the Russian Gran Prix. And I eschewed that to watch a bit of NASCAR practice and now, Newcastle vs. Crystal Palace at St. James Park and it’s 0-0 at halftime in case you were wondering.
What is wrong with me.
Anyway, Lewis Hamilton, who will tee off 10th at Sochi tomorrow due to a power unit failure in Q3, is in a rage about the possibility of F1 (possibly) going to a closed cockpit. Red Bull driver Daniel Ricciardo is testing/using one in the Russian Gran Prix and Lewis thinks that this will gradually make F1 a posh European version of NASCAR instead of a posh European version of IRL. Discuss amongst yourselves.
Of course, we’ll save the best, and the worst, for the last.
It’s Talladega, Baby….and that means….oh bloody hell anyway.
No, you don’t want know the final results from St. James Park and neither do I today. But just for the record, Newcastle 1-0 Crystal Palace on an Andros Townsend free kick at the 58th minute.
Elliot Sadler won today’s Xfinity race at Talladega on a last lap wreck with Joey Logano. The video evidence showed that despite the argy-bargy, Sadler held the lead when the caution came out. So win it is, then.
And in the absence of any ferociously ill-conceived, ill-gained detritus from Social Media (op.cit) to rage about, I will put my Adler J-5 typewriter back in its case and say thank-you for today.
At least our celebrity photographer has liked this, so I’ll hang my hat on that then and go have a beer.
And if you can guess who our celebrity photographer is, you will not win a prize, but you will be a better person for it. Discuss amongst yourselves.
