Isn’t the Object to Win the Races? I stake no claim to any expertise when it comes to car racing, be it stock or whatever. (I did just buy a Subaru WRX, and all of a sudden lead-footed teenagers are eying me at stoplights, but that’s the extent of my racing knowledge.)
But, riddle me this — isn’t the purpose of any car race to WIN? Am I safe in using one of my usual affectations, Correct Answer: Yes? If so, explain NASCAR’s point system to me. Two fellows have won four races up to now — Mark Martin, who leads the point standings, and Kurt Busch, who didn’t have enough points to make into the field of a dozen who will race it out for the Big Checkered Flag at the end of the year.
I don’t understand.
The ruling body of the sport — And isn’t that just one family? — must think something else is more important than winning. For the life of me, I can’t figure out what? Sure, there are other things, consistency, Top 10 finishes, winning the pole. But all pale in comparison to winning the dang races.
Four guys who didn’t win a single race made the shootout. Three others had but one win so far this season. Busch had FOUR.
Somebody’s got some ‘splainin’ to do.
Did Federer choke or what? There is an eminently persuasive argument to be made that Roger Federer is the greatest male tennis player of all-time. He’s won more majors than anybody ever. He’s won all the majors. He’s made a bunch of finals. He’s been consistent (which would hold him in good stead if he ever decides to take up stock car racing).
Plus he’s unflappable. Make that past tense. The guy simply blew up in the U.S. Open final against Juan Martin del Potro. Federer was two points from taking a heretofore insurmountable two set lead, when he lost the second in a tie breaker. But, truth is, he came a might unglued before that in the fourth game of the second set, when del Potro challenged an ace and won. Federer won the game but was never the same.
Surprisingly the quiet one fell apart, cursing, grousing at the ref, and generally gong inexplicably McEnroe before losing the match.
Maybe he and Serena Williams drank from the same bottle of water or something? Very odd.
Saturday’s Spread is gettin’ bigger than my tummy. Thanks for wading through the previous two topics until I mentioned the only one fans in the commonwealth care about this week. Seems like the bookies and the folks betting hard earned cash both like the Cats to win handily in the Governor’s Cup. The spread is up to 14, I think, in some spots. The lowest is something like 11 1/2.
Isn’t this one of those throw-out-the-records-rivalry games? It’s not supposed to matter that Louisville only laid a deuce on the Cats last year at home. Or that they stumbled past woeful Indiana State, who lost the next week 0-31 against Directional Illinois. Or that the program keeps stepping in pot holes under the current regime. This is the Cats they’re playing. Isn’t that cause for a bump of optimism for Cardinal fans?
Anecdotal message board evidence — I know, not the most reliable bellwether — indicates most red & black fans are thinking in terms of a 15-30 point defeat. Ouch.
And as much as I’d like to think U of L can rise to the occasion, I’m just not sure there’s the leadership at the top to spur them there. What a sad state of affairs.
That said, they still have to play the game.
– Seedy K