This is what Tom Busch sees weekly that NASCAR fans don’t: one of the best Sprint Cup drivers in the world spending his day off under the hood of a car for six hours with a young driver eager for guidance.
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So now we know. Mark Martin lives in Daytona Beach, Fla., an hour’s drive up Interstate 95 to reach the coastal town of St. Augustine, where about 12,000 people reside and you can find more than 20 species of crocodile at the local zoo.
The retirement of Lava Man lasted about as long as the 21-month hiatus of champion boxer Floyd Mayweather Jr. Mayweather returned last week to pound the smaller Juan Manuel Marquez at the MGM Grand Garden. Who knows if Lava Man can do the same again to the handicap division?
Because he’s a gambler, Southern California football coach Pete Carroll has many admirers. Obviously, a lot of gamblers are losers. But Carroll gets enthusiastic about taking risks, and he usually wins.
It’s a good thing Chip Kelly doesn’t manage the Chicago Cubs. Or coach the Detroit Lions. Or produce movies starring Rob Schneider.
“I don’t carry binoculars. They’re too heavy. If I need to look at something, I look through my scope. That’s why I carry a 3-to-9.”
UNLV’s football team hasn’t won a Mountain West Conference road game in four years under Mike Sanford. None. Zilch. Zero.
As tempting as it might be to bury Tom Brady and the New England Patriots, leave the shovel in the garage, and don’t pull a hamstring jumping to conclusions.
Every now and then, you expect some director to sprint from behind a punching bag and scream, “Cut!”
At some point in the near future, Santa Anita Park will have a new owner. Let’s pray that it isn’t old owner Frank Stronach. When Stronach formed Magna Entertainment and began buying up racetracks, and started XpressBet and HRTV, he looked like a winner.
Who is Bronco Mendenhall? Pose that question on a game show and watch the average contestant scramble to phone a friend or poll the audience for help with the answer.
Now listen lads, I’m not happy with our tackling. We’re hurting them, but they keep getting up.
For as long as I can remember, Dad has been one of those guys who just can’t land. No matter what we are doing, or trying to do, Dad just can’t relax and enjoy it. He always has to be on the move.