Don't try to stick the "dumb model" label on Cameron Haven, the IZOD Trophy Girl who appears relentlessly in the background of IndyCar winner's circle interviews. It's one of the few things that doesn't look good on the magna-cum-laude graduate of Florida State University.
For the second year in a row, Sarah Fisher and Sarah Fisher Racing (SFR) is going pink for the Susan G. Komen foundation. Here's your chance to design Sarah's lid for the Homestead Miami race. Check the link below for how to submit your ideas.
I'm heading back to pressdog WORLD headquarters in Des Moines, Iowa, from Joliet today. Many many things to come on the dog blog in the next few days. It's a festival of digital recording that I'll turn into posts very soon.
Looking forward to seeing the DVR of the race as well. I watched the race with Pippa Mann, who completely randomly showed up in the same section of stands with her dad right before the race. Viewing enhanced. I gave Pippa shout outs for her legions of fans for her P2. She said she was disappointed, but not pissed, because winner James Hinchcliffe beat her fair and square. Good for you, Pip.
When Sarah led on a restart during the race and then went 20-plus in P2, I was in full breathe-into-a-bag mode, I don't mind saying. More thoughts on Chicagoland soon, but to tide everyone over for now, here's the IndyCar PR-provided transcript of the post-race Top 3 press conference.
Chicagoland. Home of three-wide racing labeled "lunacy" by Eddie Cheever Jr. Open-wheel cars four inches apart, traveling with all the precision on of bumble bees (that is bobbing all over the place as they move forward) around a 1.5-mile oval at about 218 mph. One wheel touch and someone is going AIRBORNE.
Do you have to be completely psycho to do this for a living? This insanity makes for too-freaked-to-breathe moments for spectators, but what about drivers? Are they wide-eyed and sweating with adrenalin squirting out of various orifices during the entire race?
I asked a couple of them, and the answer was ... no. Calm, relaxed, focused, detached from possible consequences? Yes. Freaked out and bathed in their own urine? No.
TWEET, ye BASTARDS. Fueled by alcohol and huge slabs of animal protein, a posse of Tweeters last night decided to launch an insurgent, last-minute Tweet Up her at Chicagoland Speedway. (A "tweet up" is a meet up of Tweeters.) Feel free to wear your black mourning clothing!
2:30 p.m. Saturday in Champion's Park. That's the park-ish area where many activities happen outside the main entrance, near the merchandise trailers. Look for a bunch of crisscrossing walkways. Also look for 23 people standing together yet focused on their phones.
I will be there at 2:30 but will have to bolt reasonably soon thereafter for a very high-level interview. Assistant chief janitor for Chicagoland is going on record! Kidding. But I have something at 3, so if you want to time your arrival for 3:01, I will understand.
And if you don't tweet, yet happen to be in the area, free country! Stop on in. It could be YOUR BUSINESS.
Qualifying is over and the usual pit road bullpen parade is over. Let's catch up to Danica Patrick, specifically the issue Chicagoland and how many F-bombs are too many F-bombs on the radio.
pressdog: Chicagoland may not be on the schedule next year, does that make you sad?
Danica: Really? Well, have never been shy about being honest about the fact that I don't like getting rid of ovals on the IndyCar schedule and I would be yet again disappointed if we lost another oval, especially a good one like Chicago, where we put on really good racing for the fans.