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Richard Hernandez

My Most Overrated & Favorite Underdogs in NASCAR — Just One Texan’s Take

Most Overrated Drivers (Don’t @ Me 😂) 1️⃣ Kyle Busch — Look, the dude’s a beast, no doubt. But man, the whining wears me out. 2️⃣ Brad Keselowski — Always felt like he talked a bigger game than he drove. 3️⃣ Matt Kenseth — Solid, sure, but watching paint dry had more drama. 4️⃣ Denny Hamlin — Tons of wins, no cup. Something always missing for me. 5️⃣ Joey Logano — Yeah, he’s aggressive. Sometimes just feels more like a pest than a legend in the making. Favorite Underdogs (Guys I Always Rooted For) 1️⃣ Michael Waltrip — Big goof, took forever to win, but Daytona 500 redemption was awesome. 2️⃣ Ricky Rudd — Taped his damn eyes open to race. That’s grit. 3️⃣ Dave Blaney — Never had the car, always had the heart. 4️⃣ Kasey Kahne — Kid could wheel it, just never had the luck or equipment. 5️⃣ AJ Allmendinger — Road course ringer, still grinding and smiling. Who’s overrated or underrated in your book? Love stirring this pot at the bar. #NASCAR #HotTakes #UnderdogStory #Overrated #RacingDrama

My Most Overrated & Favorite Underdogs in NASCAR — Just One Texan’s Take
Richard Hernandez

Man, NASCAR Just Ain’t What It Used to Be

As a Texas boy born in the ’80s, I basically grew up with NASCAR. Back in the ’90s and 2000s, Sundays meant the whole family crowded around the TV, crushing wings and hollering at Dale Earnhardt or Jeff Gordon tearing it up. That was life down here — NASCAR was our damn religion. These days? I still catch a race now and then, but I’d be lying if I said I was as into it. The sport’s just changed too much. The playoffs, stage racing… feels like a made-for-TV circus instead of who’s the fastest out there. And those Next Gen cars? Hell, they all look the same to me — no more Ford vs Chevy vs Dodge blood feuds. Don’t even get me started on the drivers. Used to be full of hotheads who’d slam a helmet or throw fists. Now it’s all sponsor talk and “media ready” sound bites. Still, when Daytona or Talladega rolls around, I crack a beer and get that same old adrenaline rush. Guess some habits die hard. Even if I grumble, it’s still our sport. Just not the one we grew up with. #NASCAR #Throwback #TexasLife #RacingDrama

Man, NASCAR Just Ain’t What It Used to Be
Rodney Sellers

Imagine NASCAR Stock Cars on an F1 Track 😂

So after watching that new F1 movie, it got me thinking… what if we dropped a full field of NASCAR stock cars onto an actual F1 circuit? I mean, picture those big, heavy beasts barreling through the tight turns and chicanes of a place like Monaco, or blasting through the S-curves at Suzuka. The braking zones alone would be absolute chaos — smoke everywhere, guys locking up left and right. Half the field would probably miss the corner and end up in the run-off. But honestly? It’d be hilarious and kinda awesome to watch. NASCAR already puts on a great show at road courses like Watkins Glen and Sonoma, but an F1 track is a whole different animal. The elevation changes, super technical sections… you’d see drivers sawing on the wheel like crazy just to keep it on track. Would it actually work? Probably not without turning into a rolling caution fest. But damn, I’d buy a ticket (or at least stream it) in a heartbeat. Anyone else wanna see a bunch of stock cars try to survive Eau Rouge or the Maggotts-Becketts complex? 😂 #NASCAR #F1 #Motorsport #RacingDrama #ImaginationHacks

Imagine NASCAR Stock Cars on an F1 Track 😂Imagine NASCAR Stock Cars on an F1 Track 😂
William Wright

My Dad Raised Me on NASCAR. Now I’m Raising My Son on… IndyCar?

Some of my best memories are dusty afternoons in the stands with my old man, watching Dale Jr. charge through the pack. The roar of stock cars, that smell of burnt rubber mixed with cheap hot dogs — it’s stitched into my childhood. So imagine my gut punch when my teenage son recently told me NASCAR was “kinda slow” and he liked IndyCar better. At first, it felt like a betrayal, like he’d traded our family tradition for some flashy open-wheel circus. But we made a deal: I’d take him to an Indy race. Honestly? The speed was unreal. Those machines flew by so quick it rattled your chest. Different than NASCAR’s thunder, but thrilling in its own right. Still, part of me missed the chrome horns, the door slams, the payback at Martinsville. I left that day torn — proud to share racing with my boy, but quietly longing for my own golden era. #NASCAR #IndyCar #Parenting #RacingDrama #RacingMemories

My Dad Raised Me on NASCAR. Now I’m Raising My Son on… IndyCar?My Dad Raised Me on NASCAR. Now I’m Raising My Son on… IndyCar?