This article is for all the NASCAR haters out there….you will eat your words one day, and today is that day.
For my amigos and me the past 6 months can be coined year of the fantasy, and by fantasy I don’t mean Brad’s fantasy of every female specimen this side of the mason dixion line wearing juicy pants, I mean fantasy sports. I will even goes as far to say that we are all fantasy athletes. In the past six months we have all gotten into fantasy football, basketball, college b
asketball, golf, and the newly formed nascar league. We don’t play for money, only pride, and so we can make fun of Bcatt because his teams always suck. Its quite fun actually, I have become more in tune with sports I normally pay little attention too. Point in case:NASCAR.
I will be the first to admit that for the first twenty three years and 6 months of my life, I have been a NASCAR hater. Watching cars go around a track for 5 hours was the equivalent of taking a railroad spike in the eye. Nascar was for wife beating, trailer living, country living, family used to own a plantation kinds of people. Not for me, a jam band listening, backpacking, sailing, northerner whose closest car racing experience came from a two night stay at Perry, Georgia's own sugar mamma, Dana Odom; who was good on the dirt track but still getting used to asphalt. However, I was wrong. NASCAR transcends all stereotypes.
Two weeks ago was the Daytona 500, the beginning of the Peaches Fantasy NASCAR League as well as the start of my questioning why NASCAR was so bad. The Daytona 500 was arguably the best race in recent memory (I did not get to watch the race but received phone updates about the race from a few, more than excited fans, at the 145; with one claiming that the Daytona 500 of 2007 ranks in the top 5 sports events of his life). The race featured overtime, a massive crash like ones you and your friends attempt to start at the local go kart track, scandal, and a fantastic race to the finish line where the winner won by 0.020 sec margin of victory. The race was so intense that Brad allegedly was in an upright position for the last twenty laps. So I ask myself, how could have missed twenty three years of nascar action?
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Well, I don’t know how I missed it but I can tell you how began to notice. Fantasy NASCAR has done me in. I now devote time out of my life to reading race previews, driver updates, and gossip from around the garage so Peaches Motorsports can dominate the league. The same goes for others in our league who have tapped the internet, personal contacts, and work related sources so they can be crowned fantasy nascar guru of 2007. In a matter of two weeks, twenty three years of hating on NASCAR was tossed out the window in less time than a Britney Spears rehab stint.
Now, one can argue that I am not a NASCAR fan, only a fan of competion. And up until today, I couldn’t argue with you, until now. The turning point you ask, Kelly Clarkson. That’s right Kelly Clarkson, the first American Idol winner and Grammy winner, is a NASCAR fan. This bit of information put me over the top. If Kelly is a fan, then I am a fan. Kelly even made the claim that watching NASCAR is more exciting than winning a Grammy. Kelly, you speak truth, and as a result I will follow you and state that yes, Juan Pablo is no longer a NASCAR hater but a fan. That from now on, I will treat the
day after race day the same way I treat the day after football, reading reviews and absorbing stats from the previous days action. I will make the race a topic of conversation with my father. (Last year my dad started watching races and I gave him hell for it, going as far to say that he supported a confederate revival because he liked NASCAR. He responded to my harassment by saying, “It’s the ultimate napping sport, you see the start, you fall asleep, you wake up and see the best part.” Turns out my dad was a genious) There you go amigos, I enjoy NASCAR and trust me there is plenty of room on this bandwagon. Kelly and I will be saving a seat for you. Keep it fresh y’all.
-Juan Pablo-
For my amigos and me the past 6 months can be coined year of the fantasy, and by fantasy I don’t mean Brad’s fantasy of every female specimen this side of the mason dixion line wearing juicy pants, I mean fantasy sports. I will even goes as far to say that we are all fantasy athletes. In the past six months we have all gotten into fantasy football, basketball, college b
asketball, golf, and the newly formed nascar league. We don’t play for money, only pride, and so we can make fun of Bcatt because his teams always suck. Its quite fun actually, I have become more in tune with sports I normally pay little attention too. Point in case:NASCAR.I will be the first to admit that for the first twenty three years and 6 months of my life, I have been a NASCAR hater. Watching cars go around a track for 5 hours was the equivalent of taking a railroad spike in the eye. Nascar was for wife beating, trailer living, country living, family used to own a plantation kinds of people. Not for me, a jam band listening, backpacking, sailing, northerner whose closest car racing experience came from a two night stay at Perry, Georgia's own sugar mamma, Dana Odom; who was good on the dirt track but still getting used to asphalt. However, I was wrong. NASCAR transcends all stereotypes.
Two weeks ago was the Daytona 500, the beginning of the Peaches Fantasy NASCAR League as well as the start of my questioning why NASCAR was so bad. The Daytona 500 was arguably the best race in recent memory (I did not get to watch the race but received phone updates about the race from a few, more than excited fans, at the 145; with one claiming that the Daytona 500 of 2007 ranks in the top 5 sports events of his life). The race featured overtime, a massive crash like ones you and your friends attempt to start at the local go kart track, scandal, and a fantastic race to the finish line where the winner won by 0.020 sec margin of victory. The race was so intense that Brad allegedly was in an upright position for the last twenty laps. So I ask myself, how could have missed twenty three years of nascar action?
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Well, I don’t know how I missed it but I can tell you how began to notice. Fantasy NASCAR has done me in. I now devote time out of my life to reading race previews, driver updates, and gossip from around the garage so Peaches Motorsports can dominate the league. The same goes for others in our league who have tapped the internet, personal contacts, and work related sources so they can be crowned fantasy nascar guru of 2007. In a matter of two weeks, twenty three years of hating on NASCAR was tossed out the window in less time than a Britney Spears rehab stint.Now, one can argue that I am not a NASCAR fan, only a fan of competion. And up until today, I couldn’t argue with you, until now. The turning point you ask, Kelly Clarkson. That’s right Kelly Clarkson, the first American Idol winner and Grammy winner, is a NASCAR fan. This bit of information put me over the top. If Kelly is a fan, then I am a fan. Kelly even made the claim that watching NASCAR is more exciting than winning a Grammy. Kelly, you speak truth, and as a result I will follow you and state that yes, Juan Pablo is no longer a NASCAR hater but a fan. That from now on, I will treat the
day after race day the same way I treat the day after football, reading reviews and absorbing stats from the previous days action. I will make the race a topic of conversation with my father. (Last year my dad started watching races and I gave him hell for it, going as far to say that he supported a confederate revival because he liked NASCAR. He responded to my harassment by saying, “It’s the ultimate napping sport, you see the start, you fall asleep, you wake up and see the best part.” Turns out my dad was a genious) There you go amigos, I enjoy NASCAR and trust me there is plenty of room on this bandwagon. Kelly and I will be saving a seat for you. Keep it fresh y’all.-Juan Pablo-
1 comment:
NASCAR is not a sport,it's a waste of gas and bad for the enviornment. It's not a sport because you have to run and jump in sports not just sit on your butt and turn left.I look at the poeple in the special olympics as atheletes,more NASCAR driver. How can a NASCAR driver drive a race win it and get out of his car and do a backflip it's obviously not that physically demanding. I am a huge sports fan because I physically disabled and I can watch sports and say yeah I used to be able to do that but with NASCAR I bet I could do it better than some of them. Do a race on an intersate highway from one city to another with other people on the highway and then I'd be impressed they only drive in circles really fast wow how hard.
Sure their millionares but so are Osama Bin Laden and Brittney Spears they shouldn't be they don't do anything that you and I don't do everyday they just go faster.I'd love to push my car as fast as it can go but they have laws.Another thing they don't have to go to college and do it there to go pro.I doubt they even need a high school diploma most of the drivers are probablly too dumb to get one anyways.
In today race I hope Dale Jr. dies just like his daddy so they make a crappy movie about him and how he only drove in circles. And if that does happen they would both go to hell and burn and have to watch NASCAR for all of eternity and they would probablly say I hope this ends soon this is boring. NASCAR Sucks
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