Full Throttle

Sorry for the title, I couldn’t resist.

To read some of the comment threads of the last few hours the title describes exactly what will occur at 11 am. There’s no other way to put it and it is coming from both sides.

Those that claim Junior as “their driver,” or have previously pledged allegiance to Hendrick it truly is the final battle being fought between the forces of good and evil.

Some have have already started, or claimed to have started is probably more correct, to destroy their respective collections of driver Schwag. Everything from bobblehead dolls to diecasts to driver specific jackets are being tossed into their NASCAR version of The Bonfire of the Vanities.

(with Dale Jr as the mistress and Ray Hendrick as “The Tycoon.” and the obligatory Peter Fallow quote: “If you’re going to live in a whorehouse, there’s only one thing you can do: be the best damn whore around”)

It’s quite comical really, but it begs the question; What the hell is wrong with these people?

Get. A. Life. People!

More later… unless the world stops turning.

11:08(est) Mooresville N.C… for whom the bell tolls: Hendrick Motorsports!

Do I detect the odor of burning bobblehead dolls?

Rick not letting the Baby Busch cat out of the bag… Kyle has “unbelievable opportunities.” Someone, somewhere will be calling a presser concerning Kyle in the next few days.

Rick missed a chance with Jenna Fryer’s first question on Hendricks signing so much talent and becoming like the New York Yankees.

He response should have been… “Where has the Yankees large payroll and talent laden line-up gotten them this year?”

And finally the “Bud question,”…. and the answer is… non-committal. I bet Bud stays at DEI or goes to another team.

And the #8? Who cares… move along, nothing to see here. Numbers don’t win races unless they’re printed on a pile of Washingtons.

Ok, I’m done, the rest will be pablum for the mind.

Oops, I spoke too soon. Wonder who the nitwit was that asked how close the negotiations were to move to Gibbs or RCR?

What the hell answer did he expect? “Well golly-gee ink stained wretch, I was a thousand bucks and a Home Deport zero interest credit card short from going to Gibbs Racing.” “And RCR, sorry, never close, Sprint service sucks!”

OK, NOW I’m done.