By Jerry Bonkowski
I admit I’ve been hard on Danica Patrick over the years. A large part of the reason was her tougher than nails attitude, trying to act like a rough man in a rough man’s world.
Let’s put it this way: when it comes to personality, her face would not be found next to the word in a dictionary.
And then there was her gratuitous use of her good looks and sexuality—nothing of which has anything to do with being a winning and successful race car driver. I mean, we never saw Richard Petty or the late Dale Earnhardt—men’s men if there ever was—posing near-naked in a pair of swim trunks, trying to sell a product or get a certain message across.
(And I won’t even go into the rumors that have been flying the last week that Patrick will appear nude—supposedly “tastefully,” though—in an upcoming issue of ESPN The Magazine, purportedly to compete with Sports Illustrated’s annual Swimsuit Issue. Yep, that’ll help her win a number of upcoming races).
I once said Patrick was all “flesh and flash,” nothing but a pretty face that had some marginal racing talent but not enough to make her a bonafide, competitive superstar. That line was picked up all over the world.
And now, with just one win under her belt in the IndyCar Series – a fuel-mileage win at that (I know, it sounds like I’m picking on her, but facts are facts) – it would appear that the pride and joy of Roscoe, Il., is finally going to attempt the big jump from open-wheel to stock car racing.
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