You think Kyle Busch wakes his Vegas bred behind up each morning curious if there is a tribe of haters outside his North Carolina abode? What about when he rocks his way into the track after a spiffy chopper ride into the infield on race weekend?
What about you? When you’ve decided to mouth off at someone at work or in the neighborhood, did you keep an eye on your backside for a dribble of retaliation?
That’s the difference between you and Kyle. He doesn’t decide, he does. Like it or not. It’s what he knows. Like it or not.
Me, I like it.
I didn’t grasp the NASCAR door handle until the mid 90’s and then had to quickly brush up on the pukish yellow book NASCAR for Dummies.
After that read, I thought Dale Earnhardt Sr. was an a**hole. Sure did. So did you.
I was right but I was also a little misinformed.
Same is said about Kyle Busch. He can be an a**hole.
Hell, I was an a**hole to a punk in a burner on the freeway last week. I followed that up with an angry phone call to a retail outlet that riled me up like a drunk Sooner fan.
That’s just part-time haters cuz we’ve all got a little a**holeness in us. Big, small, deserved or not. It’s what we do on occasion.
Earnhardt Sr. was the president of the “A” club in American motorsports for the ‘90’s. He was so good he could’ve sat at the front table with the kings of a**holeness in Formula 1.
He was that good. In AND out of the seat.
Kyle Busch, he’s on his way and I am a little stoked that he doesn’t give two shakes of a double fisted martini what we think.
His personality is as dynamic as Big E’s was in his early 40’s. Which means we’ve got another 20 years for KB to ripen up the ‘tude.
The Freaks had a recent sit down with Rowdy Busch and again the dude gave me a little tickle of hell yea.
You give it a listen and tell me your bulls**t detector doesn’t perk up a bit.
We’ve all got a little Kyle Busch in us. Tastes good, don’t it?
That's what I freakin' think. You? Drop me a note at kennys@speedfreaks.tv…slice.