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When I sit back in my recliner, hit the remote and settle in to watch a NASCAR race – whether it be day, night or occasional Monday – I just ask that it be a good one.

I don’t drive up and down the road or fly across the country and back anymore. I don’t have to write three stories a day. I don’t have to bury myself in the minutia because I don’t have to.

What I like is simply a good race. I don’t have to prove I know everything about who’s on track to make the playoffs as of the 27th lap of the TicketGuardian 500 on March 10. I don’t even remember where the TicketGarden 500 was.

Perhaps I am not as studious about the difference between stage points, playoff points, and points and plugs as I would be if TV announcers talked about them finitely. I learn a little in spite of intentions.

I just want to see a good race, and there might be others like me.

Many, many people have mastered these tidbits and fun facts. Apparently, they are all on social media. I am on social media, where I mainly try to be funny. I’ve got all the tidbits and fun facts already on my “feed.”

I grew up in a time when ABC’s Wide World of Sports promised to give me “the human drama of athletic competition, the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat.”

I believe in the intangibles at the expense of the tangibles. Bury sports in facts and figures, and you cultivate an audience of mathematicians. That’s worse than an aging fan base and maybe the reason it’s aging.

I’m not going to let all the various points get in the way of inspiration, amusement and observation, not even when I’m the last one laughing.