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interview Danica
Patrick at this weekend's Indianapolis 500? Oh, to see the thought bubbles above their heads.
Andrews: "Why am I talking to a bikini model?"
Patrick: "Does this bimbo know a fan belt from a garter belt?"
The average American male wouldn't care what the women said as long as
they flashed a little cleavage and a lot of leg. That's a problem,
though it's one Patrick and Andrews have willingly brought on
themselves.
They've broken Rule No. 1 for being taken seriously: Don't writhe on a
bed or a car hood as millions of people ogle along. It's okay if you're
auditioning for aSnoop
Dogg video, but you won't see Helio Castroneves or Robin Roberts doing it.
The realization hit me like a ton of sequins this week as two great
sporting events converged. Andrews finished third in "Dancing with the
Stars," while Patrick bellyached about her car heading into Sunday's
Indy 500.
The crowd booed when they heard the Brickyard's resident hottie pop off.
It seems Patrick's striptease act is finally wearing a little thin.
There's been way too much tease.
You can't blame Patrick for capitalizing on her looks. If companies
wanted to pay me $7 million a year to titillate consumers, I'd be
happily writhe on a car that's been sitting all day in the Florida sun.
But somewhere along the way you have to add some substance to the style.
After five years on the Indy circuit, Patrick has one more win than
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