Indy infield and buses v. walls

Deadspin's AJ Daulerio gave a much needed, fresh voice to the coverage of our fair sport. The Editor for the most notable sporting blog on the interweb was strolling the Indy infield on race day and filed this report. Here's an excerpt of his dispatch:

By around lap 46 I was ignoring the cars all together and instead focused on an 45ish-year-old man with a white muscle shirt and an "I Am Indy" hat try to convince a 19-year-old girl to flash for him. "Come on. Just one tit?" Lovely.

Love it. Just outstanding.

On an unrelated/related note Deadspin (and other national outlets) is running the story of the school bus racing accident that took place over the weekend at Columbus Motor Speedway. Now, obviously there is an inherent comedic value to this story. Racing school buses is silly, I get it. I like jokes. But, something like this can literally close a short track. Like, for good. Like, out of business. Forever. And that fucking blows. Once lawyers get involved, things like this get ugly (or uglier). Now, in the interest of full disclosure, Columbus Motor Speedway is my local short track. I like the place. I'll go when sprints or midgets are in town. The USAC National Midget Series started their midwest season at CMS a few weeks back. I was there. It was a good show at a hell of a good price. Tracks like CMS are the backbone of motor racing and, shamefully, becoming few and far between.

Hopefully, my local short track can overcome this bus debacle and continue to provide inexpensive entertainment that churns out droves of new racing fans. Time will tell for CMS. We shall see. In the meantime, everyone should head out and enjoy your local short track ASAP. Buy a ticket, get some food, enjoy giving the track your money.

OK, I'm off the old soapbox. Here's a video of the wreck. Watching that cement fly is pretty nasty. As crazy as it looks, no one was killed.

The history of the "royal we"

People who visit this site might not be totally in tuned with the ins-and-outs of the sporting blogosphere. (Holy shit, what a queer term that was.) To enlighten, one of the larger blogs out in these here internets goes by the name of Deadspin and is widely read and appreciated by sporting-fans, quasi-media types and anyone who enjoys a good pedophilia joke (who doesn't?). Occasionally this humble shitbox of motoring-inspired malarkey is even linked over at Deadspin. We're grateful. The creator of said site (a well-dressed young man named Will Leitch) has recently left his post atop the sporting blog world to pursue other writing endeavors.

To send off their fair creator in a fashion fit for a king and his harem, Deadspin held a "blogger-roast" where friends of the site pulled their best Jeffrey Ross impressions and shit all over Leitch. One of the roasters was the Sports Guy himself, Bill Simmons. B.S. called out Leitch on a number of topics including his predisposed usage of the word "we" when the singular "I" seems more appropriate.

You also used the word "we" all the time in your posts, only you were always talking about yourself. What literary device was this? The fourth person? The fifth person? We always wondered why you did that. And by we, I mean me.

This is just another example of how our site (and more importantly, countless others) has raped off of Deadspin. We feel better for it. We must tip our collective hats to Leitch and what Deadspin has done to make blogs slightly less gay. We will continue the usage of the "royal we" in honor of Will Leitch and the awesomeness he started with Deadspin. In short, thank you for the occasional link, we sure did appreciate it.

The Will Leitch All-Star Blogebrity Roast!