Well, I heard some folks talkin’ ’bout that NASCAR race, that car race thing, you know. They sayin’ who’s gonna be on the pole for Sunday. That pole, it’s that first place, right? I don’t know much ’bout that stuff, but I hear things.
They talkin’ ’bout some fella named Martin Truex, Jr. Seems he’s gonna be up front. That’s what they sayin’ on the talkin’ machine. He’s gonna lead the whole dang pack of ’em. He must be a good driver, that Martin fella. It’s his last full-time season, I hear. He must be gettin’ old, like me! But he still got it, winnin’ that pole position thingy. Good for him, I reckon. It’s a big race, that XFINITY 500. Sounds important, don’t it?
Some other young fella, Chase Elliott, he’s gonna be right behind him. And that William Byron fella too. They all racin’ fast, I guess. They all wanna win, just like when we used to race to the well for water. It’s all a big competition, ain’t it?
- Martin Truex, Jr. – He’s the one on the pole for Sunday.
- Chase Elliott – He’s gonna be racin’ too.
- William Byron – Yep, he’s in there too, that young whippersnapper.
I remember one time, back in the day, we had a pie-eatin’ contest at the county fair. Now that was a race! Folks were stuffin’ their faces so fast, pie filling was flyin’ everywhere. These NASCAR fellas, they do the same thing, but with them cars. They go ’round and ’round, faster than a greased piglet at a hoedown.
They got different places where they do this NASCAR race. I hear ’em talkin’ ’bout Martinsville. Then they’s talkin’ ’bout this place called Phoenix Raceway. Now that sounds hot, like the summer. It’s down in Arizona I hear. They say it’s gonna be the NASCAR Cup Series Championship race. Sounds fancy, huh? William Byron, he won the pole there. He must be real good, that boy. Or maybe just lucky. Sometimes, it’s all about luck.
And another place, Las Vegas! That’s where all the lights and money are. Some Christopher Bell fella, he got the pole there. And another guy named Tyler Reddick. That’s a funny name, ain’t it? They just keep racin’, these fellas. All over the place. It’s a wonder they don’t get dizzy, goin’ ’round and ’round like that.
That William Byron, he’s a busy one. He even got the pole at this place called Road America. They say pre-race coverage starts on the talkin’ machine, on NBC. I don’t know what that all means. We just used to listen to the radio. No fancy pictures, just the sound. But them young folks, they like to watch everything. They say seein’ is believin’.
Oh, and they was also talkin’ ’bout this other fella, Joey Logano. He won the pole at Las Vegas too, another time. They said he went 186 miles per hour. Now that’s fast! Faster than a chicken runnin’ from the butcher! They say it’s his 27th pole. He must be doin’ somethin’ right, that Joey boy. He sure is good at getting that pole position.
Then there’s this Michael McDowell fella, I hear he won the pole for the Geico 500. Sounds like a big deal, whatever that is. They talkin’ ’bout startin’ lineups and qualifyin’ results. It’s all so complicated. Back in my day, we just lined up and ran. First one to the finish line won. Simple as that.
These NASCAR folks, they got all these rules and regulations. It’s like tryin’ to herd cats, I imagine. But they seem to like it. They get all excited about who’s on the pole and who’s gonna win. It’s their entertainment, I suppose. Just like we used to get excited about the county fair or the church social. Different strokes for different folks, as they say.
Anyways, I reckon this Martin Truex, Jr. is the one to watch on Sunday. He’s on the pole. And that’s somethin’ special, they say. We’ll see if he can hold onto it. It’s a long race, and anything can happen. Just like life, I guess. You never know what’s around the corner.
I don’t know much about them fancy cars and all that speed, but I know a thing or two about competition. And these NASCAR fellas, they sure are competitive. It’s gonna be a good race, I reckon. Even if I don’t understand all of it. I’ll just be here, sippin’ my sweet tea and listenin’ to the talk on the radio. Maybe I’ll even catch a glimpse of it on the television. Who knows? It might be more excitin’ than a hog callin’ contest!
