NOTE: This will be my only post on this subject this entire season. So soak it in.
NASCAR is a beautiful thing.
It is the reason my heart beats, the way of my soul. Nothing gets me more than the sound of engines groaning in unison and the scent of tire rubber. The excitement, the fervor, the mesmerizing glimmer of sparks in the middle of a night race. I have never been this ready for racing in my entire life.
There is only one issue, and you already know what I’m talking about.
Yes, I am speaking of the constant and irrelevant chatter that is surrounding the union I like to call SparkleHouse.
Danica Patrick and Ricky Stenhouse Jr. are officially a couple. Patrick told The Associated Press about their love about a month after her divorce with her husband became public. Of course, the jokes and rumors were flying long before the conformation. The hugs after races, how they hung out during the red flag at last year’s Daytona 500 . . . the little things made it obvious.
I have no problem with them dating. It’s the fact that the media talks about it 24/7 that grinds my gears.
It’s the weekend before the Daytona 500. We have new cars, a champion switching manufacturers, drivers switching rides, and all everyone can talk about is Danica and Ricky’s love story?
I understand that many writers don’t get to choose what they cover or voice their opinions about their subjects, but this is plain stupid.
I don’t tune in to practice to hear Mike Joy talk about romance. I don’t scan my Twitter timeline to see people comparing Patrick and Stenhouse’s speeds.
Racing. THAT is why I turn on the race and read articles. Not to vicariously swelter in their relationship. It’s demeaning to only talk about that when they are both talented in their own rights.
Even though FOX, ESPN, and SPEED talk about her too much as it is, I want to focus on Danica’s abilities. How she handles the car and the pressure are important to me, as well as the results she racks up. We can’t forget about Ricky, either; the two-time Nationwide champion is destined for some success in his first full season on the Cup side with Roush-Fenway Racing. Both are up for Rookie of The Year. Both have separate goals this season.
As a teenage girl, I love whimsical love stories. I stare at the Wedding section of Pinterest for hours. I watch romantic comedies and wish those situations happened to me. I dream about the day I walk down the aisle.
But don’t mix SparkleHouse into my racing. Leave it out of the race broadcast.
Because NASCAR is a beautiful thing. For overexposure of something so trivial to ruin it would be tragic.