Tony Stewart won the Brickyard 400 on Sunday. Consequently, I was reminded of a poem I wrote about him a long time ago. After all, he is one of my favorite NASCAR drivers. It had been his lifelong dream to take home a win at Indianapolis, yet victory always escaped his grasp...Until now.
Though I wrote the poem with the Indy 500 (an IRL race) in mind, I felt it would be nice to revisit some of my older work and share it with the general public for the first time ever.
Just around the corner,
From your high-banked hopes,
Milk rains down on you,
Sweet, cold and earned.
A crooked smile,
On your face, sprinkled with a 5 o'clock shadow.
Victory eludes you again,
Climbing into your orange Cup rocketship.
Of course, the last few lines no longer apply. Congratulations, "Smoke." I knew you could do it.
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