October 21, 2013
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One of the biggest miracles ever performed on four wheels took place on March 23, 1997 at Phoenix International Raceway. I remember sitting in my living room and watching the entire Indy Racing League Phoenix 200 on ABC, stunned into silence. It was an upset so staggering that to this day it transcends the petty IRL-versus-CART arguments.
October 3, 2013
I love the idea of adding a road race for Indycars at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway. What worries me are the reasons for doing it.
August 12, 2013
Perhaps I'm the lone voice in the wilderness on this, but I was very impressed with Luca Filippi's Indycar debut at Mid-Ohio last week.
May 27, 2013
The 97th running of the Indianapolis 500 was widely lauded as a tremendously entertaining event. The grandstands were nearly full, every fourth lap or so produced a new leader, and Tony Kanaan became the most popular winner in years.
May 20, 2013
It was Sunday afternoon, May 30, 1999 and John Hollansworth, Jr. had his hands full. Early in the 83rd running of the Indianapolis 500, his Oldsmobile-powered Dallara picked up a massive understeer condition. A car passed him on the inside. Caught up in the dirty air, Hollansworth's mishandling car brushed the wall hard in Turn 3.
May 13, 2013
Imagine you’re in a McDonald’s restaurant. You order a Big Mac. The cashier plops your sandwich on the counter and says, “That’ll be six hundred and twelve dollars, sir.”
April 22, 2013
83-year-old Formula 1 legend Stirling Moss has once again spoken with conviction and said what he really believes to a world that has no convictions and doesn’t know what to believe. And the reaction has been as predictable as sunrise.
What a great way to kick off the Indycar season.
So I’m sitting here browsing articles and I run across a piece that attempts to name the “worst drivers in Indycar history,” as if such a determination was possible. I figured it was a waste of time, so I passed.
February 18, 2013
National Football League teams have a long-standing tradition. Whenever a franchise wants a new stadium, they simply threaten to move to another town. City officials, terrified at the thought of losing the bread and circuses they promised to Doofus Joe Sixpack, duly pass a new tax on millions of victims who don't give a rat's rump about football and force them to fund a new stadium. Presto. Works every time.