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Sunday, May 27, 2007


A rain shortened Indy 500 is like a tie in college football: Why bother? Well, it turns out, the only person I didn't want to win was in the lead spot when it started to rain, so he's the winner, by default.
Dario Franchitti prayed for rain as the dark clouds gathered above and fast cars filled his mirrors. "It was going to come down to a dogfight, and there's a lot of strong cars," the Scotsman said. "Whatever happened, if it came down to that dogfight, it was going to be hard, so I was hoping for the rain."

Franchitti inherited the lead when the leaders pitted one last time for fuel, even as the skies darkened, and then drove slowly to the checkered flag in a downpour when the race was stopped after 166 laps, or 415 of the scheduled 500 miles.

"Our roll of the dice proved to be the lucky one," a jubilant Franchitti said. "I made a couple of good restarts and the rain came."

None too soon by Franchitti's reckoning.
What is this, the fucking NBA? You don't win by "being ahead when it's over." Oh well. Why didn't I want him to win? Because he's the only person that started today that, win or lose, gets to sleep with Ashley Judd tonight. And that's just not fair.

One or the other, bub!

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