
Now, y'all will have to pardon the typos in this post, cause I'm writing this with 3 fingers held silently in the air. I'm doing so in memory to the greatest man to ever drive a race car, not to mention the best race car driver ever!!!!
I'm talking about Dale Earnhardt, and after having recently watched the new documentary,
Dale, I'm feely insanely inspired. Inspired for what, I'm not sure. I take the metro to work, so it's not like I can pretend I'm on the high banks of Daletona every day. But I'm inspired.
This recent documentary puts anything else ever done on the Intimidator to shame. In the words of his son, "awwwwhhsome".
Dale had it all, the rivalry with Waltrip, battles with his daddy, the pass in the grass, and even his tragic death. It was in depth like I've never seen before. Even June-bug said it was in depth, and he lived it for crying out loud.
Y'all, if you only watch 2 hours of television between now and next Juvember, watch
Dale. CMT will be running it continuously I'm sure. Catch it. Even if you aren't a NASCAR fan, even if you can't even spell Dale, you should watch it. But if you can't spell Dale, you probably couldn't operate a remote, so get some adult supervision first, but I digress.
As we approach the last race before the chase, this weekend in Richmond. And with my boy, driver of the #8, needing a divine intervention to make the chase, I'm feeling inspired. I can only hope ole June-bug's feeling the same way. If anything can do it, though. Dale's gonna be it!!!