Happy Birthday to Dale Earnhardt Jr.! He turns 32 today.
Speaking of Dale Jr., he and IndyCar racer Danica Patrick are both in the new Jay-Z video “Show Me What You Got.” It’s the first single off of Jay-Z’s new CD that’s set for release in November. The video was shot on location in Monaco and will premiere on MTV on Monday, October 16th.
More details (and photos) from MTV News.
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Poor Brian Vickers, Nobody had any reason to dislike him at all before yesterday. I was pretty much indifferent. He hadn’t done anything yet one way or the other in his Cup career. He was completely under the radar.
Not so much anymore. All the juicy bits are coming out now. Ever since Vickers asked to leave Hendrick Motorsports at the end of this season he’s been kept out of the team meetings. Which makes sense; I mean you wouldn’t want him to take the team secrets to his ride with Toyota next year. But now that he’s messed up big time, will he ever be able to be friends with ANYONE at Hendrick? I’m sure they’ll forgive and forget, or at least say that they have.
NASCAR drivers are great at that kind of thing, being all PC and making nice-nice. I’m sure Saturday night at Lowe’s Motor Speedway they’ll be downplaying the entire situation in the pre-race interviews. But you know once they get on that race track Vickers had better stay out of trouble or he may find himself in the middle of an “accident.”
Not that I think anyone should do that to him. After all, Jimmie Johnson and Dale Earnhardt Jr. have a championship to think about and that’s way more important than Vickers’ incredibly lame lapse in judgment.
Oh. My. God.
I cannot believe it. Dale Earnhardt Jr. was leading on the last lap of the UAW-Ford 500 at Talladega Superspeedway today but got wrecked, along with Jimmie Johnson, because of Brian Vickers. Vickers ended up winning the race.
I am so mad. I can’t believe that nut job wrecked his own teammate! What was he thinking??? Oh I know what he was thinking; he was thinking he would get his first win by being an impatient little punk.
I’m sorry; Brian Vickers has officially added his name to my crap list. Junior led the most laps of the race, he dominated, and his car was obviously the best. He even came back from being a lap down!! This is so incredibly not fair. I’m sure my neighbors think I’m crazy because I was screaming at the TV, cursing up a storm.
The last lap people! There was less than a lap left! UGH!!! It just hurts in points the most. Had Junior finished first, and because Jeff Burton was way back in the field, he would of gained three spots in the Championship and only been 26 points behind with 7 races left to go.
I’m not sure where he’ll end up now, as I type NASCAR is still figuring out the official race results.
Vickers was booed by the Talladega fans, as is customary when you ruin a perfect day for the most popular driver of NASCAR. Of course he said he was sorry to Jimmie Johnson, his teammate until the end of the season, but he didn’t say sorry to Junior! He actually insinuated that it was Junior’s fault that he got hit. Are you kidding me??
Yea, I’m just kinda mad. 
My mom loves mystery. She loves Perry Mason (she freaked when she found out the series is out now on DVD). She read Nancy Drew and The Hardy Boys when she was a kid, and now she’s an avid reader of whodunits by female authors.
One such author is Janet Evanovich. Apparently Evanovich has written a couple books that feature a character that falls in love with a NASCAR driver. The first is Metro Girl, followed by the just released, Motor Mouth. My mom told me about Metro Girl when it came out but of course I forgot, which if you ask her is a normal occurrence.
At any rate, I’m intrigued and I may have to borrow her copies. Check out the first sentence from Metro Girl: “Just because I know how to change a guy’s oil doesn’t mean I want to spend the rest of my life on my back, staring up his undercarriage.”
Nice!
Also out now is Pamela Britton’s latest NASCAR/Harlequin romance novel, On the Edge. In this story a NASCAR widow inherits her late husband’s racing team and falls for the unknown/unproven NASCAR driver she’s just hired.
This weekend owners of crappy, junky cars will be driving ‘em like they stole ‘em at the Altamont Motorsports Park in Tracy for the 24 Hours of LeMons event.
All of the participating cars cost $500 or less. I’m thinking there isn’t going to be a lot of beating and banging like there is in a NASCAR race, I think it’s going to be more like sputtering and idling.
But like the organizer of the event said: “This is just a terrible idea,” Lam says. “How could it not be entertaining?”
I agree.
Read our story about the 24 Hours of LeMons from today’s paper.
