crap memorabilia than NASCAR, and They Make It digs deep into the corners of the Internet to bring all that strangeness to light. Today: they're not just good drivers, they're delicious, too!
The item: Martin Truex Jr. Clam Chowder! Whee-doggie! Less than two bucks at Bass Pro Shops ... if you can find one.
The deal: This one's just flat-out weird. There's no food more disgusting than clam chowder anyway; it looks, feels, tastes and smells like it's already been digested even when it's right out of the pot ... or the can, in this case. Then add a driver's face to the mix? Yeah, because when I'm eating thick, viscous, gooey, slide-down-your-gullet chowdah, the exact thing I want to be thinking about is Martin Truex. (No offense, Martin.)
(And New England Clam Chowder is the worst. Manhattan Clam Chowder's pretty bad too. Handy tip: if anybody recommends you try a "clam chowder" from any location other than those two -- "Tuscaloosa Clam Chowder," say -- don't. It probably ain't chowder.)
Anyway, Bass Pro Shops has apparently yanked this stuff off its online site now that Truex has jumped ship and signed with Michael Waltrip Racing. So grab one up and eat it now. Or save it as a collector's item and eat it after the apocalypse, when the entire world looks like "The Road." It'll taste the same either way.
The hat tip: Regular reader WTON_JOHN, who tracked down this beauty and then dug through Internet archives to get a photo. And now it'll live forever! If you've got some bizarre NASCARiana you want us to check out, send it to jay.busbee@yahoo.com. We'll make ya famous!
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