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Grading on a third

Looking back, Newman's 2003 is the top storyline

Posted: Monday May 19, 2003 2:34 PM
  Mark Bechtel - Tracking NASCAR

Well, we're two-thirds of the way through the season's all-star break, so what better time to take a look back at the first third of the season?

A few things jump out: Dale Earnhardt Jr. is really showing me something. At the Daytona 500 DEI folks kept talking about how he's matured since last year, and I've got to admit, I was a little skeptical. What else are they going to say? "Oh, no, Junior's drinking more Budweiser than ever. And we think he's now a devil worshipper." No, of course they're not going to say that. But it looks like the lip service is true.

Second, the whole Steve Park-Jeff Green thing was out of left field and pretty strange. In the middle of the 1960 baseball season, my beloved Indians and the Tigers traded managers: Joe Gordon for Jimmie Dykes. Couldn't trade all the players, so I suppose they did the next best thing. The result? Before the trade, Cleveland was fourth and Detroit was sixth. Cleveland finished the season fourth. Detroit finished the season sixth. I realize finding fresh blood is tough in midseason, but I also realize that the chance this move revitalizes either team is pretty slim.

The biggest story to me, though, has been the struggle endured by Ryan Newman. He's qualified in the top 8 nine times, so he can clearly figure out the quick way around a track. But he's spent more time hurtling down straightaways than celebrating. Wrecks, cut tires, broken gears -- you name it, Newman's had it happen. He's in 27th place and he's finished 38th or worse five times.

"You get your tail whipped and you've got to get back up and go," Newman said. "Some of the things that have happened to us are our fault and some of the things are totally racing gremlins or whatever you want to call them. You get knocked off the horse, you get back up."

He'll get back up, but can he get back in the points race, which he suggested he could if his luck changed? The answer, quite simply, is no. For starters, he's got to pass 26 drivers, which is not going to happen. He could easily make up the 588 points he is behind leader Matt Kenseth, assuming his luck changes and Kenseth's reverses as well. But the odds of 26 guys encountering similar bad luck? Not so good.

And then there are all those bad finishes. In the past 10 years, no champ has had more than three finishes of 38th or worse in a season. (I'm sure it goes back farther than that, but I quit checking.) In fact, the 10 champs have had a combined eight such finishes, and only two drivers -- Tony Stewart last year and Jeff Gordon the year before -- had as many as two. Just shows that winning the title is more about staying out of trouble than winning bunches of races.

Things have gotten so bad for Newman that he can't even wreck without getting dissed by another driver. (See the Feud Watch.) His luck will turn, but any title hopes he harbors are going to have to wait until next year.


 
Jimmie Johnson -- Any time you win a million bucks in one day, you've earned the little green flag. I would seriously consider committing a crime just to get my hands on the 17 grand and change he won on top of the million.

 
Dale Earnhardt Jr. -- The yellow flag represents the kinda good, kinda bad. Junior wrecked in the Winston, but found a silver lining. "This is the first car we've tore up this year," he said. "A lot of my Busch series buddies and Bobby Labonte have come to me for sheet metal for charities, and I ain't had none to give 'em. Now we got a whole car for 'em to cut up."

 
The Winston -- It got some serious backlash for being a wreckfest (Chip Ganassi said he might not come back because it's not worth it) and for its format, which requires two MIT grad students, a slide rule, two abaci and a working knowledge of Fermat's last theorem to comprehend.


  • Tony Stewart vs. Ryan Newman -- Newman wrecked, then said he thought Stewart got into him. "I thought Tony hit me and they say he didn't. I was going down the straightaway and it turned around on me, so I don't know what happened. I could have sworn Tony hit me." Replays indicated it wasn't so, and Stewart couldn't resist taking a verbal swipe at Newman. "There was about 5 or 6 feet between me and Ryan Newman," Stewart said. "He had been trying to wreck himself for about four laps, so he can lay off me." Ouch, babe.


  • Reggie White is the latest former athlete to make noise about getting into NASCAR. (Not to open up the whole race can of worms again, but have you noticed how many of the minorities who express an interest in getting into the sport are former athletes? I don't know that that's at all significant, but it's mildly interesting. Theories?) White's going about things the right way. He and Joe Gibbs are going to field late model cars at local tracks in the Charlotte area. I like the grass roots approach, and I salute Gibbs for helping out.

  • The Winston Salem Journal reports Visa has given NASCAR a deadline to accept an $80-85 million per year deal to become the new title sponsor.

  • Word on the street is that Darlington might lose its Labor Day weekend date, which, if true, would be utterly moronic. Venerable scribe Monte Dutton, who has a fine taste in music, suggested that if NASCAR moves the race, the punishment they should endure would be to have John Prine write a song (NASCAR: The Missing Years?) about them. Great reference to a great song, which if you haven't heard you should go find right now.


  • "I think next year I'm going to take the weekend off and somebody else can drive this thing. I'll take the night off." -- Tony Stewart figures it's not worth the trouble of working one day and making $126,604, which he did.


    After the whole "politicization on NASCAR" discussion, I finally got the ripping I figured I'd get. Jay in Texas asks, "Do you try to be a jerk or does it just come natural? You liberal piece of crap."

    No, Jay, I don't try. As the guy who played Mr. Bentley said in Spinal Tap, I'm just as God made me.

    As for our recurring topic in this space -- prog rock -- I am happy to report two things. First, the Minneapolis band State4 has accepted my invite to enter our little battle of the bands. The band touts its "brand of dark, downtempo music." Sweet. Still waiting on the CD, though. Second, the splendidly named Cosgrove Watt has come through in the clutch and produced a copy of Tungsten 74's latest, Await Further Instructions. Cos also notes the band plays live the second Friday of every month at a place called the Charleston in Brooklyn. "It's no cover, one drink minimum, and a killer light show from the old guy who owns the bar and stands in the back flicking the lights on and off and shaking a laser pointer at the bands on stage." Sounds awesome, and I fully intend to make the trip to the outer boroughs to see it.

    As for the record: I'm generally wary of instrumental progressive music, which this is. I'm no music expert, but it just seems like it's all atonal wailing in 13/9 time. I wanted to find out what I was in for before I received the disc, so I trolled for other reviews. (Ever see the movie Metropolitan, and the one guy doesn't read novels, he just reads literary criticism so he gets someone else's point of view as well as the author's? That's what I was thinking.) I came across one on progressiveworld.net. It noted that one song "has that post apocalyptic feel. This is the point where you 'see' these survivors of the catastrophic attack slowly get to their feet, looking out at the barren and scarred landscape. How the Midwest and Southeast US must look after a tornado has ripped through, only the devastation is much more complete. These brave souls all start to stumble toward something ... something is drawing them ... All this told with keening and moaning guitars, a steady drumbeat, and a cheerful bass line, all revealing a sense of triumph." To which I say, Hmmm.

    Then I got the disc and listened to it. I recruited one of our editors, Mark Mravic, to listen along. He's sworn off traditional rock in favor of prog stuff (though the other day I caught him listening to Travis). We gave it a listen, and the album is really quite good. All my fears were allayed. After noting, "I see they've gotten their hands on a Moog synthesizer," Mravic gave them a big plus for creative use of parentheses in song titles -- especially It Beats (Checkers) -- and likens them to Hawkwind, which apparently is a band that Lemmy from Motorhead used to play in. Personally, I found it very catchy in a transfixing way. For some reason it all sort of reminds me of that Rolling Stones song 2000 Man, with some Radiohead and Pink Floyd tossed in. Very mellow, probably great sleeping music. Give it a listen. (Check out www.tungsten74.com)


    Back to racing for points. You'd have to be silly not to bet on Jimmie Johnson. Granted, the Winston is a different beast than the Coca-Cola 600, but he looks like he's got Lowe's figured out. (Someone ought to commission a study to see how drivers do in races or on tracks sponsored by their primary sponsors.)

    Mark Bechtel covers NASCAR for Sports Illustrated and SI.com.
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