Captions by Jason Thomas Photos by James Lissimore State Farm might have the oldest sounding slogan in corporate America but their stadium is state of the art. I hate when the roof is opened on race day. It creates dangerous shadow/glare and also dries the track out. Close the roof like a good neighbor. Marv! He’s back! Wait, that’s just Flat Marv. “And then I told them they could test our race bike! HAHAHA, those morons! Someone have the Geico guys call them and do the same thing. We can carry this thing into 2021 easy.” Flat bill in the front, party in the back, and boo’s on the podium. “Me? Hell, I thought it was clean. Chicken and I would have hit each other another 3 or 4 times in that main event alone.” Early signs would point to this team switching to Moose for 2021. Furniture czar, Weston Peick. I love the NFL themed stuff. This one wasn’t the most creative I have ever seen but I’ve seen worse. Remember the shadow/glare thing I mentioned earlier? This is a good example. Cool photo but super sketchy for rider vision adjustment coming in and out of the darkness. AC’s opening ceremonies video is pretty awesome. He is a long time Blink 182 fan. Kenny’s defense needs work, also. Christian Craig has the holeshot here but things were going to go very poorly very soon. AMart in happier times. I wonder who hates whoops more between he and Forkner. This was not intentional but it’s still a super sweet butt whip. Justin Cooper avoided disaster with a win in the final main event. He still allowed Forkner and Ferrandis to climb back into the points chase. Michael Mosiman. Jumping. I have nothing. This guy is really, really good at riding and really, really bad at starts. Derek Drake nearly won the middle main event and then dropped back to mediocrity in the final main. I don’t know what to make of that. I had often heard that he rode totally differently with a good start so maybe I witnessed that dynamic. Forkner did himself a world of good Saturday. Champs drinking champs. Everyone daring each other to brake later than the other. Somewhere, AC9 was thinking “hold my beer”. There is simply no pressure like Marty breathing down your throat. Kenny held off Eli and changed the narrative. For one night, anyway. The zombie taking a bite out of Marty’s thigh. Marty has roughly 10 seconds to take the antidote or he also becomes a zombie. I don’t think Cooper Webb enjoyed watching Baggett go by in the whoops. Webb’s whoop liability is highlighted on nights like Glendale. From here, I think I might be able to reach 200mph before I need to brake. AC dnf’d the final main event and looked to be in pain. I am glad he’s ok. He may have used one of those lives on his number plate, though. Me no likey this gear color. Ah yes, said crash. Dig Dug to the rescue. Great night for a bad dude. He was the man on Saturday. Winning at this level takes a team. Every champion has one and this is Kenny’s. Lissimore