And so it begins…(he says with a stifled yawn)

I’m sure I’ll be the only one to write that the 58th edition of the “Great American Race,” the Daytona 500, was for the most part, a snooze-fest with restricted (no pun intended) passing, highlighted by mind-numbing follow the leader plate racing and the closest finish in the race’s history. The current restrictor plate package is a swing in the wrong direction.

I also know I wasn’t the only member of the audience watching at home that was frustrated by the anticlimactic final laps of a 500-miler that somehow was saved from being a forgettable race by the ballsy move from race winner Denny Hamlin.

Hamlin’s win in the sport’s biggest event is long overdue. After all, he won his very first outing, a preliminary event on the legendary 2.5-mile speedway, back in 2006. Nearly every year since, coming into NASCAR Speedweeks, he’s been one of the favorites to win but for one reason or another, the Virginia boy just couldn’t close the deal. On Sunday, he finally did.

Some thoughts, observations and a few questions:

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