Truth be what it is, we were never really into NASCAR all that much, our southern roots aside, the redneck quotent was just a little too high for our refined tastes. We usually don’t like our sporting events loud, over marketed, and smelling of non-biodegradable fuels, but when we got offered tickets to the Samsung 500 at Texas Motor Speedway over the weekend, we figured, for our own edification (and for your morbid entertainment), we’d make a run at it…a run that included 40 degree temperatures, gale force winds, and a high concentration of jean shorts. What follows is our stirring account, an account where we solemnly swear not to use any Talladega Nights references in this post…Stroker Ace references, well, no one has that kind of restraint…
The teaming unwashed masses of NASCAR, yearning for speed and the occasional footlong corndog from a fair food vendor
Why do we think Jimmie Johnson would appreciate this guy finding someone else to cheer for
Team Chevy, entirely too serious
Just a question…Do you think Dale Jr. is a little over-promoted in the marketplace?
No real reason for the question…
…was just curious is all.
The Ask.com promotional girls, cute, probably not too ready with answers
You can buy used tires and chunks of race car scraps from Qualifying for $20, seriously
We immediately threw our unwavering support behind the 07 car
The grill God uses if there is Bar-B-Q in Heaven
“No really, Im a man’s man, just one of the guys…just take a look at the size of this rack!”
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The tattoo that Coach K makes you get when you play basketball at Duke
Texas Motor Speedway gets the Orange County Choppers “C” Team
We eventually made it into the track
As did a few holdovers from the outfield bleachers at Dodger stadium
Left turns!
more lefts!
4 tires, a splash of gas, and a couple of envelopes of BC headache powder
MarioKart shortcuts…not allowed in NASCAR
The official uniform of NASCAR…and Gatlinburg, Tn.
2 Fast 2 Furious…for our shutter speed
Racing for the checkered flag…our money was on the Chicken Pit Special
Alas, the Rainbow Warrior won and commenced with the peel outs…take that Proposition 8!
3 responses so far ↓
1 Kenny Roos // Apr 6, 2009 at 12:47 am
you need a picture of Bob’s sunburn, I tink that speak for the entire experience.
2 gerry dorsey // Apr 6, 2009 at 12:33 pm
seriously, the wind here in the dfw area has been retarded lately. i’ve ended workdays early out of sheer frustration ovewr the last few weeks because of it.
ps-nascar is dumb as a whole, but fun to take in live once a year or so.
3 Below Average Photo Essay: The Left Turns Are Always Bigger in Texas - Friends of the Program // Apr 11, 2011 at 10:52 am
[...] In what has become a bit of a tradition, I removed the restrictor plates of sophistication and good taste and made my way over to Texas Motor Speedway for another stirring rendition of the Samsung 500. This time, however, the goings-on were under the bright lights of prime time, and God always intended. So with the help of a seemingly endless supply of Lone Star Beer (thank you “bring in your own ice chest” policy!) and the natural contact high that can only come from rubber and racing fumes, a brief pit-stop into NASCAR ‘neckdom. [...]
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