Once again, Faux King Brian's "Official Maypop Supplier" has screwed the pooch. Mega-failures in the first 3 races, conveniently glossed over by the paid purveyors of poop in the broadcast booth, have culminated in yet another mad scramble to 'patch' a tire problem. BADyear, upon discovering that their current el-cheapo product wouldn't last more than a few laps (can you say Indy a couple of years ago? can you say Charlotte a couple of years ago?), has, at the absolute last second, brought a very limited quantity of "fixer" tires to Bristol......just enough to run the race and get one run in Happy Hour. So, once again, the race will be decided not by who is the fastest, but by which lucky team chances upon a setup that favors a tire they put their hands on minutes before final practice.
As the "Palm Tree Assault Specialist" is wont to do, compare that with the NFL -- Re-sod the field 5 minutes before the Super Bowl and let the luckiest team win.
In times past, Lisa and Jim would be taking PBJ sammy's up to the attic room wherein their "odd" brother was locked........so much for social progress!
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