Clinton, S.C., Sunday, April 6, 2014, 9:45 a.m.
It’s raining in Texas. It’s cloudy here and is supposed to rain tomorrow.
That’s the news, sports fans.
Texas Motor Speedway has lights, which could make this yet another long day’s journey into night. There may be a race on Monday. Some of you will know by the time you read this.
I can’t think of a poetic device to prevent this. A few I’ve had to look up, like onomatopoeia.
What must sustain us – as for me, personally, I may get some seat time with my lawn tractor – is the memory of Friday night, when what few people who realized the race wasn’t on Saturday saw a great race that was also a great story. The son of a man who was one of the more popular drivers in history claimed a stirring victory in the Nationwide race.
It wasn’t Dale Earnhardt Jr.
Chase Elliott at 18 did an awesome imitation – “awesome” is an overused word, but, really, what other could I use? – of Bill at 28. Rich Little was envious.
NASCAR officials often perplex me, but more so now that I am away from the grind and relying on dull, emotionless transcripts bereft of facial expressions. I also never have transcripts sidle up alongside to ask in a half-whisper, “You heard what they done to [so-and-so]?”
After I never say “no,” the source never begins every single time with, “Well, what I heard tell is …”
Sitting at home means playing it straight. B-O-R-I-N-G.
I don’t understand the winds of change brewing out in Texas along with the thunderstorms.
NASCAR officials made changes in the offseason that make Obamacare seem like a test of the Emergency Broadcast System.
None of the six races has met expectations. All six have exceeded them. NASCAR needs 16 winners to fill a Chase, and it’s already got six. Dale Earnhardt Jr. won the Daytona 500. Jimmie Johnson and Matt Kenseth haven’t won yet. Both Busch brothers have.
Please don’t confuse me with someone who likes the new Chase. I’d rather they bring in bells, whistles and Pat Sajak and just make it a real game show. But … from what NASCAR, Mark Goodson, and Bill Todman would have expected, it’s a regular The Price Is Right.
Apparently, NASCAR officials want to slow the cars down. Why? Oh, the leakage is all about manufacturers wanting six-cylinder engines, the “green initiative” (as everyone knows, NASCAR no longer puts up with any sort of emissions), concussion studies, “cost controls,” and how, ad infinitum, “you can’t tell the difference between 195 and 180 miles an hour.”
Who’s “you”? Fans? Okay. Drivers? They can tell the difference. They have to be better to go faster.
NASCAR officials have apparently improved the racing. While acknowledging the truth of this assertion, they think they can still make it better.
Cost controls? The reason they can’t possibly work is that NASCAR keeps changing everything before anyone saves any money.
Hey, it’s raining in Texas. My novels may not be the very best, but they are definitely better than rain-delay TV. You can download The Intangibles and/or The Audacity of Dope for your electronic device at amazon.com.