After further review, I completely exonerate Brian Vickers of all wrong doing in Sunday’s race. Jimmie checked up and Vickers had no time to react. Jr. ran a perfect line and gave Jimmie a lane to race in. He knew he couldn’t stop it, but he had to put up a little fight, so he came down a half a car width. Jimmie started his pass and was depending on his teammate to follow him, for without the help he could not complete the pass. Jimmie got exactly what he asked for as his teammate followed. Vickers was going to finish second no matter who he followed and stuck to his teammate’s bumper (literally as it turns out). Jimmie saw Jr. come down and got out of the gas. When Brian dove down to follow him, Jimmie got scared (there, I said it) and forgot he was at a track where he just can’t lift. But he did and the rest is NASCAR history. Can’t say I like the win for Vickers, but he can’t give it back. It’ll be sorta like Stewart’s first Championship. His next one will probably be in a Toyota. Time will heal this wound, as it does all others. I’ll have a hard time calling Jr. Jr. anymore (I know it’s a country song, save your breath) after the maturity he showed post race, but I for one won’t start calling him “Junebug”.