Random thoughts while patting myself on the back for my clairvoyant Matt Kenseth column last week.
If anyone in racing has worse luck than Chase Elliott, I don’t know who it is. Seven second-place finishes without a win is a record.
If Austin Cindric wins — nay, finishes — this week’s NASCAR Camping World Truck Series finale, I will be shocked. Dude has made some serious enemies this year and dumping the guy you are racing to make it to the championship race is the ultimate damnation, even if fault was questionable.
A guy posted an ad to a Facebook hot rod buy/sell/trade group for a 1972 Chevy El Camino. It may have been the greatest thing I have ever read. Ever. It included the line: “Bill Clinton owned an El Camino with Astroturf lining the bed.” I’m not a Chevy guy, but if I had the means (and my wife wouldn’t kill me), I’d buy it.
Sunday is the last time we will say “this is the last time Dale Earnhardt Jr…” Let that sink in.
My 3-year-old son calls Fritos “freedoms,” which led to this exchange:
Me: Hall Cagle, do you want chili?
HC: Yes, with sour cream and freedoms. I’m allergic without freedoms.
I am a bit shocked there is no Chevrolet racing for the Cup championship this week. We have two Fords and two Toyotas. The Xfinity Series finalists are all Chevys (three from Jr. Motorsports) and the trucks are two Toyotas, a Ford and a Chevy.
The Finnish word kalsarikännit describes the feeling when you are going to get drunk home alone in your underwear — with no intention of going out.
I have no problem with the way Chase Elliott raced Denny Hamlin at Phoenix last week. Sure, he squeezed him into the wall, but he didn’t turn him and put him in the wall. You know, like Hamlin did to Elliott at Martinsville.
People will gamble more if they are holding a crocodile. Apparently, reptile-induced euphoria is a thing.
I said it last week, and I will say it again: Matt Kenseth deserves better than what he got. He is still a winner; he proved it. Again. The fact that he can’t get a top-notch ride for 2018 is a damn shame.
Moer-my gesig is Afrikaans for “a face you want to punch.” I feel this is relevant to the last few weeks in NASCAR.
I’m kinda sad that the last episode of the season of the Glass Case of Emotion podcast airs today (as I am writing this Wednesday). It has been a fun part of my workouts once a week.
Something I don’t do often is make picks. But I am going to do it now.
Cup Champion: Kevin Harvick
Xfinity Champion: William Byron
Truck Champion: Christopher Bell
Andy Cagle, a former spokesman for Rockingham Speedway and motorsports public relations consultant, writes about NASCAR in a weekly column.