It was the greatest street course race in the history of man, even with all of the whoopsies that happened. I question people who question it. The season is upon us. Let us bask in its glory.
Since I cannot describe it’s greatness, I’ll just remind you of that time that Danizilla drove off Mothra on Race Day.
73 Days.
(P.S. sorry for the general lack up updates lately. I just started a new job this week, so I’ve been super busy.)
IT DOESN’T MATTER.
At the thirtieth minute of the eleventh hour of the third month of the decade on the network of Versus (or indycar.com if you’ve *still* got DirecTV), we enter the season…
Bestowed upon us Sunday is the dawn of a new decade (unless you’re one of those OCD people who just must point out there was no year zero), a decade unscathed by nasty split politics (well, everywhere except internet message boards) for the first time since the 1960s.
The beginning of IndyCar.
His name is Mario Moraes and he’s about to get money. Pulled out his jammy, aimed it at the sky. He yelled, “stick ‘em up!” and let two fly. He’s Mario Moraes, and he gets respect. Your cash and your jewelry is what he expects.
Alex Lloyd was with it, and he’s his ace, so Graham Rahal grabbed the piano player, and he punched him in the face. The piano player is out! The music stopped!
Three people have gotten rides in the past few days.
Everyone knows I’m a mark when it comes to Graham Rahal. He needs to be in the Series, and I hope he gets something big together for after his stint with Sarah Fisher Racing.
That said, after the death of his father last season, Mario Moraes came out and gave the best performances of his short career. After some mild flashes of skill towards the end of his first season and pre-occupation in the beginning of his second, he came out and probably had the best true sophomore season we’ve seen since, well, I don’t know, honestly. In the IndyCar world, people never live up to expectations in their sophomore season. Mario is one of the few I can think of who exceeded them.
Finally, Alex Lloyd. As long as Alex Lloyd didn’t have a full-time ride in the IndyCar Series, the Indy Pro Series/Firestone Indy Lights as a stepping-stone would be questioned. His championship season was the single-most dominant then-IPS season, and he as much as any driver who has come through the IndyCar ladder system deserved a full-time ride.
Hallelujah, Graham finally has a seat…
Well, at least for two races. Cavin broke it and Miller has confirmed that Graham will run two races, St. Pete and Barber, for Sarah Fisher Racing.
At this point, it’s a grab for what can be got for the ‘Stache.
Tony Johns of PopOffValve.com literally read my mind on the way home from work:
As a man who has built his entire website around photoshopping pictures of Graham Rahal, to Tony I say: Bravo! I couldn’t have done it any better myself.
I’ll be honest. I don’t have the discipline to do fantasy sports. I used to, but at some point, I lost it. Checking in on something with any sort of regularity just doesn’t work for me.
That’s why I developed…
All you have to do is fill it out once, before the season, and you’re done until the end of the season.
I think it is pretty self-explanatory, but there are rules at the bottom if you need them. Basically, you’re guessing:
It’s that simple! The scoring is described in the rules, and the margin of victory at Indianapolis is the tiebreaker.
I’ll probably throw some sort of prize together at the end, but I haven’t thought that far. That’s why I ask for your email.
(Thanks to thehairpin at TrackForum, as I used his silly season list as the baseline, and to Mr. Dog, Mr. Pagdoa, and Mr. nameisirl for additional input)
