That car race was a complete waste of time. Thank heavens, the guys in Augusta were on simultaneously, only a few channels away. Really. Whatever god NASCAR worships, they should be grateful that Rory was present to divert our attention yesterday. They staged a disastrous race at Bristol, but no one watched. Of course I didn’t. I made an effort. However, Kyle Larson was always ahead of the rest of the field by a billion seconds when I switched it on, and then it was simply done. As simple as that. I spent the entire day flipping back and forth, but eventually I decided to stick with The Masters. It was more than I could handle. Bristol has been utterly destroyed by NASCAR. Don’t pass. Every vehicle are the same. That was basically a glorified F1 race yesterday. Disgusting. We’ll get to it.
What else? Unfortunately, things will only get worse because over the weekend, a few terrible fatalities rocked the sport. I suppose there was still hope because it did make Kyle Larson’s victory a little more notable. Still, though. All 12 of you who watched the program are undoubtedly aware of who I’m referring to. For those who didn’t care, we’ll see you here shortly. In addition, there are a lot of empty seats at Bristol (why?), Ryan Blaney is furious, Carson Hocevar is even more irate, and Sam Busch is grabbing Kyle. Perhaps we’ll go to Augusta with Hooters Gianna as well, if we have time. Let’s see.
