Live from the Seneca Lodge Bar

Way back in February, we discussed the simultaneous degradation of Elliott Sadler's attitude and personal hygeine, and how irritated and disappointed we were with him. His appearance throughout the past few months of the 2006 season has left him reminiscent of a drugged out bloated Elvis circa 1973. We can't imagine how a sponsor would want to invest millions of dollars in a guy who clearly doesn't give a damn about being a good representative! But it would seem that Robert Yates Racing and M&Ms have finally read our blog or our minds, because this weekend it was announced that E-Squatch will not be back in the M&Ms 38 Ford Fusion in 2007.

It's been no secret that things have been going to hell at RYR for at least two years. In an insightful interview with NASCAR.com this past week, Robert Yates outlines the facts as he and RYR see them, and it ain't a pretty picture. One of the best things Yates has done was fired Eddie D'Hondt for being a shitty general manager. D'Hondt ran things alright... almost right into the ground. Upon D'Hondt's departure, Yates himself took over the operation, and quickly realized that he works best behind a wrench, not a desk. Therefore, he announced this week that he would turn over the ownership duties to his son Doug Yates, and focus on the engine program.

Here's the thing about this deal that really sticks in our craw: Yates speculates that Sadler checked out when he found out how much money fellow myspace.com skank trawler Jamie McMurray was making to move from Ganassi to Roush Racing at the beginning of the 2006 season, and we here at the Seneca Lodge Bar couldn't agree more. Sadler should be ashamed at his lack of professionalism and commitment to a team that REALLY took a chance on him as an unproven driver back in 2003, who remained unproven at the end of the season with a lackluster 22nd place in points standings. Finally in 2004, Sadler got off his ass and started racing like he meant it, with a very respectable 9th place finish in points. That, friends, was the beginning of the end. In 2005, Sadler's ego swelled to epic proportions, but his performance did not follow, finishing 13th in standings. Funny... McMurray got his deal at the end of the 2005 season... COINCIDENCE? Don't get us wrong, 13th is a good finish, and a lot of guys would be happy to finish that well, but Sadler didn't seem to appreciate it nor savor it one bit. Ever since the 2006 season began, Sadler has had a rotten attitude, and an even worse display of performance. After Pocono this past weekend, he sits 20th in points, and not even close to the Chase. If I were Robert Yates, I'd be breathing a sigh of relief to get rid of this asshole.

Here's the thing, kids... losing Dale Jarrett is a big deal. Jarrett, although not really competitive at RYR in the past couple of years, is a professional, and a good representative for UPS and RYR alike. He has been with the team for many years, and contributed a whole lot to what RYR has become. Jarrett has paid his dues, and doesn't owe a thing more to that team. He is entitled to ride off into the sunset with that golden Toyota parachute.

But you, Elliott Sadler, are a PUNK. If you think because you had two decent years with one team, you can go around behaving like a pechulant child and looking like a bum, and still command a fat contract, and the respect of race teams and sponsors, you are mistaken. You are not even CLOSE to being able to think that you might one day pay your dues in this sport. You are no Dale Jarrett, and you never will be the way you're going.

Oh yeah, and another thing... if by some divine intervention you get a job with Evernham, you better be prepared. We don't care how busy Ray is with Erin Crocker, the taskmaster who built Jeff Gordon isn't going to put up with your shit, and he certainly isn't going to tolerate a poor sponsor representative. You better get your act together, or you're going to be selling cars at your dad's dealership in Emporia.

We support Robert Yates Racing, and know that they are on the right path to recovery. Screw Darrell Waltrip, he's a freakin' hack anyway.