I've been upbeat ever since last Sunday, and it's hardly a surprise because Martinsville Speedway always leaves me sanguine.
It's a track where one driver, Kyle Busch, leads 352 laps, and it doesn't bother me much. I sort of wish I was there because I wouldn't be limited to what TV chooses to show me, but it's still fascinating to watch all the beating and banging throughout the field. NASCAR couldn't mess up Martinsville if it tried, and I suspect it has.
So Busch dominated the race. He's a great driver. His last three victories have occurred at tracks where he'd never previously won. He'd never even won a Truck race at the .526-mile paperclip, and for Busch, that's hard to, uh, not do. This time he swept the weekend, which no one had ever done before at the track, in part because relatively few have ever tried.