Congrats to Mike Helton for ruining the last bastion of Nascar. The Bristol Night Race was a marshmallow roast, full of campfire singing Kumbaya and holding hands and we all WILL just get along.
Obviously, "Something" was said at the Driver's Meeting that spurred the normally cantankerous 43 Nascar drivers into a bunch of polite Little Debbie Snack Cake eaters, who didn't want to spill their milk.
All night long, we saw driver after driver just move over and let their sworn enemy drive by. "Pickup a loaf of bread on the next lap would ya honey?"
Sure there was the love tapping from the 10 and the 40?...but for the most part this race was a BORE! Between the no bumping and grinding and the 200 green flag laps of commercials I just don't remember even SEEING the race. There is NOTHING intense, controversial or memorable to talk about from this race.
Good job Helton. No controversy, no action, just 3 hours of commercial time for you and TNT to show "33 laps of commercial free racing"...big whoopy dooopy...that's 8.25 minutes of racing we saw. THen, you didn't come back from commercial until lap 50...so STHU!~!
Goodness me, I can't wait until the Car OF Tomorrow starts...we'll all be napping from lap 10- until the mandatory Green-White-Checkers of every race...cuz that's the only excitement I see coming in 2007.
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Wait... there's always the self-splodin Goodyears!
Sounds like I picked a good race to miss (was moving my sister's stuff into her new house, and didn't get back until past halfway, then basically collapsed straight into bed).