George Diaz

DAYTONA BEACH, Fla. -- Cars going bump-and-run all night, sparks flying, smoke in the air, two "Big Ones" and one guy who flipped over twice in his car before landing upside down.

Chaos at the track? Time for NASCAR officials to hit the reset button? Embrace the Ambien-snooze experience of tandem-drafting again?

Nah. NASCAR officials got exactly what they wanted.

In an incredible span of a few months, Tim Tebow has gone from a guy who should be working at Jiffy Lube to a guy who shouldn't be a starting quarterback in the NFL to a guy who will never win a game in the NFL to a guy who will never win a playoff game in the NFL.

Who's got next?

Tebow is too proud and courteous to say it, so I'll do it for him.

Congratulations, Floyd Mayweather.

You are now the most despised athlete on the planet, non-O.J. division.

We get to double-dip on Flag Day twice this week.

The first one was celebratory, commemorating the adoption of the flag of the United States in 1777.

The second one is mournful if you are a card-carrying member of the Sports Nation.

ORLANDO, Fla. -- The birdies and bogeys have all been counted from Bay Hill, as golf's professional circus gets set to pitch its tent next week on the fabled grounds of Augusta National.

But there is another piece of important bookkeeping from the Arnold Palmer Invitational, much more significant than the big ol' cardboard check for $1.08 million that tournament winner Martin Laird can hopefully cash someplace.

Just six months ago, Danica Patrick was a NASCAR rock star. She dazzled the crowd at Media Day in Daytona. Onlookers, journalists and photographers joined together in a paparazzi feeding frenzy. Short of scenes involving guys named Earnhardt, I hadn't seen anything quite like it.