So, let’s say, Kyle acted like a jerk when he smashed a priceless, hand-crafted one-of-a-kind Gibson Les Paul guitar he received as a trophy for winning last weekend’s Nationwide race in the great city of Nashville. Yup, smashed it into, well, a few large pieces. Mahogany doesn’t smash like, say, fir or ash or maple. Kyle grabbed the priceless trophy by the neck and slammed it down on the concrete at Victory Lane 3 or 4 times, right in front of car and race sponsors- the folks who paid for the guitar. They turned and left in disgust. I would have, too.
That behavior makes me want to, to…
I don’t want to say. Jesus said to love all people.
But they ought to ban his sorry tail from racing in Nashville in any vehicle- NASCAR, Nationwide, Craftsman, ARCO, even souped-up lawnmowers. The insult and immaturity and disrespect he demonstrated is unforgivable. I had to tell my children that his behavior was unnecessary and unacceptable. That sorry dog.
When Jeremy Mayfield was suspended indefinitely for testing positive for methamphetamine, he shamed and disrespected himself. That is his to bear. But Kyle Busch disrespected all the craftsmen who designed the treasured guitar, as well as disrespecting the city of Nashville, all of the race sponsors, all of NASCAR Nation and the best of its time-honored traditions.
The next race Kyle should run should be the Gerber’s 100, with the trophy of a big fat passifier for Busch and his crew.
Busch explained his tirade as an attempt to break the trophy into small pieces to share with his crew. Phhhtt. Have you ever seen an Oscar winner smash his award on the red carpet? Have you ever seen an Emmy or a Tony award in pieces, shared across the mantles of a dozen fireplaces of staff members who helped a young starlet to fame? Absurd. More so the behavior of Kyle Busch.
Grow up, Kyle. Grow up or get out. You represent the worst in this or any sport.
All that said, Jesus still loves us despite our behavior. Smashing guitars and all.