A few notes about the day that was in racing:

•  Given the litany of excuses already being provided for Carl Edwards' car (specifically the right rear panel) being found in post-race inspection to be too low, it's difficult to envision NASCAR dropping a hundred point bomb on him.  Twenty-five, maybe, although one suspects it'll be zero.  Because after all NASCAR is all about the fairness and equal application of the rules... noreallyImeanthat...

•  Rather than label all drivers as crybabies for complaining about how the CORN can is inherently and close to incessantly a mess, lacking downforce on the front and either supertight or superloose with no place in-between, d'ya think maybe NASCAR's cracked engineering staff should take a look at the thing and figure out a way to fix it, since they're not letting the teams do squat with the car?

•  This space has seen more than a few philippics against the pop culture pap pukefest mindset that permeates assorted sordid corners of the sports blogosphere, places where everything is deemed to be solely for amusement, nothing is genuinely important/serious, and who's allegedly dating who actually matters to the no-life and no wonder you sleep alone crowd.  Today provided two prime examples why I believe this way.  First you had Art Harris, gas man for Michael Waltrip, getting clobbered by a flying tire on pit road.  Thankfully he'll be okay.  Next, you had the horrifying crash of John Force during today's NHRA event, one when after you watch it makes you wonder how either he or Kenny Bernstein are still with us.  It's not all fun and funny.