Congratulations to NASCAR Camping World Truck Series drivers Spencer Gallagher and John Wes Townley for their terrible display of pugilistic acumen in St Louis last Saturday night. It is roundly being recognized as the lamest “fight” in NASCAR history and most of the thing looks like something you’d see on Dancing With The Stars. That is until Townley manages to plug the clearly disinterested Gallagher in the face. We’ve seen plenty of race track fights before and it does not matter what level they are at, normally it is game on when someone jumps out of a car. This situation was totally different.
Gallagher clearly wanted no part of Townley and was literally dragged into this mess. Rather than swinging, the two locked into a really terrible amateur Judo match, trying to get the other man to the ground where the beef tenderizing could begin. With their legs locked together the guys were in kind of a deadlock until Townley went all Stone Cold Steve Austin on Gallagher and tried to mash his head into the pavement by following backward.
Though the whole thing Gallagher does not so much as attempt a punch but rather uses his face as an effective means of stopping Towny’s fist nearing the end of the single round bout. Even Townley’s punches are kind of weird, like he does not know if he even wants to hit the guy anymore but feels compelled to.
This is a sad display but certainly a sign of the roots of the drivers. Back when the old timers use to fight, it wasn’t headlocks and shoving. Nope, those were good old fashioned knock-down, haymaker throwing donnybrooks. These guys probably haven’t so much as swung at a speed bag let alone someone in a bar fight like those guys.
Hey, at least Zaxby’s Chicken got some extra publicity, right?
love how nobody even bothers to break them up for a few minutes – kinda like letting little kids have a wrestle before one of them throws little bitchslap punches….
somebody put this to music,I’m thinking 70’s porn music…..hello YellowBullet.
That looked terribly scripted.
No kidding. They should have hired a WWE screenwriter.
Cue the banjos
I thought it was a kid’s version of WWE! Lame, just lame…