Get Ready, ‘Cause This Ain’t Funny

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.

March 12th, 2010 at 7:04 am
The best thing Moraes did last year was take Marco out of the 500 in the first quarter-lap. For that I will be eternally greatful to him.
Glad to see him back.
March 12th, 2010 at 8:08 am
Ahhh yes — but who, good sir, did it like THIS … did it like THAT … who did it with a Wiffle Ball bat?
(My guess? Bob Jenkins. It just feels right.)
March 12th, 2010 at 8:11 am
Am I to understand that Graham was the one with the wiffle ball bat? That sounds about like his M.O.
March 12th, 2010 at 9:19 am
Dammit. Hobbson beats me to the joke by three minutes. For the 42,874th time in the last six months. I am the Washington Generals to his Globetrotters, the Chris Amon to his Jackie Stewart (look that one up, Hobbson), the Scott Goodyear to his…everybody else.
[sad trombone]
March 15th, 2010 at 11:07 am
I’ve said it before, you cannot go wrong with the Beasties. Ever.