What an amazing, amazing win! Dale Jr. literally blew the field away today. Driving his Batman themed 88, Dale Jr. cruised to victory lane…and the crowd went wild, literally.
The last laps were the longest in history, I swear it. I haven’t paced that much since football season ended. I may never know love, but I Thank God I know what it’s like to feel passion, pride, and loyalty for a man/team who works and tries and never gives up.
One day, I hope to see that 88 race in person.
Anyway, Mom and I fought back the tears, and Dad clapped and said, “Attaboy, Dale!”
Dale Jr. won on Father’s Day. Need I say more? There’s something really poetic and beautiful about getting his win today.
And, um, to the “sports journalist” who just this past week said Dale would never win another race…ha and kindly [fill in the blank]. Truthfully—and I do mean this in the most sincere sense imaginable—if someone can watch what the 88 team has done all season long and still write an article listing reasons why Dale would never again see the sunny side of victory lane for the remainder of his career, then perhaps a better understanding of NASCAR is needed before said someone puts forth material that makes him look rather ridiculous. And one more teeny, tiny little thing…why—so—serious? (Couldn’t help myself…had to go with the Batman theme today)
Consistently solid finishes leads to wins. Simple as that.
Many will undoubtedly focus on Dale breaking that dang winless streak that has been magnified into Godzilla over the years. Or perhaps they’ll discuss his many close, but no cigar moments. Not me, though. No, this Dale fan thinks it’s all about this moment forward.
Today, Batman and his batmobile grabbed that checkered flag…and it’s just the beginning. Stay tuned, Gotham…