Fearlessly gazing into my Krystal ball (I got it at a cheap hamburger joint way down South)
Matt Kenseth wins Roush Racing a championship.
Junior goes winless, but announces he's shacked up with Sheryl Crow, the lucky little &%@*!
Tony Stewart runs well, signs an endorsement deal with Gillette, and beats up only the president of the ABTC (anybody but Tony club).
Dale Jarrett makes a serious championship run.
Rusty wins, Schrader don't. Jeff Burton wins, Kyle don't. Ward Burton wins, McMurray don't. Biffle wins, Harvick don't. Elliott Sadler wins, Rudd don't.
Newman beats Johnson...again.
JeffyPoo has a better season than 2002, and finishes as the top driver for the Bowtie Brigade.
Bill Elliott calls it a career, and a week later announces the formation of his own racing team, powered by (you guessed it) Ford, and to be driven by Casey Atwood.
Jimmy Spencer....oh, nevermind.
The season's least heard from driver, or the least remarkable performance, is John Andretti, who is booted at season's end and goes back to open wheel.
A.J. Foyt hires and fires a record 7 drivers in a single season.
Mark Martin takes his turn getting the left overs at Roush, replacing Jeff Burton's tour of duty in 2002 as the redheaded stepchild.
Only two first-time winners...Greg Biffle and Dave Blaney. (DISCLAIMER: If Blaney fails to win a race this season, he goes to the scrap heap with me. Dave, meet Robert Pressley, he'll show you around.)
For more breath-taking predictions and smart-azz comments, call 1-900-TWF-FOOL. Just $3.99 per minute, 10 minute minimum. Cheap by any standard.