Let it be known that I hate restrictor plate racing. Between the XFINITY and Cup races, it was pile up after pile up. If you're a fan, you might as well save the money, go to the County Fair and go see the demolition derby.
We want drivers and fans to be safe. We want action that is anything but safe. It might sound hypocritical, but deep in our hearts, we know it to be true.
It is not always just about NASCAR, as most of us got a chance to check out other things since the boys and girl last ran at Michigan. There was a basketball game in Cleveland I understand of some note. The NHL has an amateur draft this week and it seems you will have yet another reason to go to Las Vegas in the winter soon enough.
Michigan brought us tremendous action. I mean, how could it not? Brad Keselowski tested the new aero package and he was excited about it. In the end, even ole Brad led 10 laps, as did Martin Truex Jr. Chase Elliott led 35, while of the other 145 circuits, 138 of them saw Keselowski’s teammate, Joey Logano, on point.
After seven months of going without a win, Joey Logano returned to the victory circle with a dominant performance in the backyard of the American automotive industry. The driver of the No. 22 Team Penske Ford led 139 of the 200 laps on his way to winning the FireKeepers Casino 400.
Joey Logano will lead the field to the green flag on Sunday in the Irish Hills of Michigan. The driver of the No. 22 Team Penske Ford scored the pole for the FireKeepers Casino 400 at Michigan International Speedway after posting a time of 36.080 and a speed of 199.557 mph.
A new aero package combined with reduced down and side force should mean more passing at Michigan this weekend, as well as at Kentucky later in the year. Wonderful, just wonderful. Now all that needs to happen is that it actually happens.
Busch stretched his fuel mileage at Pocono and came away with the win, his first victory of the year. “The race was called the ‘Axalta We Paint Winners 400,’” Busch said. “At least for me. For 39 other drivers, it was called the ‘Axalta We Ain’t Winners 400.’”
I have an admission to make. I am not all that excited about Pocono this weekend. I thought maybe it had something to do with just getting out of the wrong side of the bed, or that my transformation into a cantankerous old fart had finally reached its conclusion.
