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Boris Said Calls Greg Biffle 'Unprofessional Little Scaredy Cat' After NASCAR Watkins Glen Race
Boris Said was the driver who triggered a terrifying crash involving David Ragan and David Reutimann on the last lap of Monday's NASCAR race at Watkins Glen, but that wasn't what he most wanted to talk about afterward.
Said was more concerned with Roush Fenway Racing's Greg Biffle. Here's what he told ESPN's Ryan McGee after the race:
I'm more upset with Greg Biffle. He's the most unprofessional little scaredy cat I've ever seen in my life. He won't even fight me like a man.
If someone texts me his address, I'll go see him Wednesday at his house and show him what he really needs. He needs a friggin' whooping, and I'm going to give it to him.
He was flipping me off, giving me the finger, totally unprofessional. Two laps down, I mean, he's a chump.
I went over there to go talk to him, and he wouldn't even let me get out of the car. Throws a few little baby punches and then he runs away and hides behind some big guys.
But he won't hide from me for long. I'll find him. I won't settle it out on the track – it's not right to wreck cars – but he'll show up with a black eye one of these days. I'll see him somewhere.
Boris Said Calls Greg Biffle 'Unprofessional Little Scaredy Cat' After NASCAR Watkins Glen Race
Boris Said was the driver who triggered a terrifying crash involving David Ragan and David Reutimann on the last lap of Monday's NASCAR race at Watkins Glen, but that wasn't what he most wanted to talk about afterward.
Said was more concerned with Roush Fenway Racing's Greg Biffle. Here's what he told ESPN's Ryan McGee after the race:
I'm more upset with Greg Biffle. He's the most unprofessional little scaredy cat I've ever seen in my life. He won't even fight me like a man.
If someone texts me his address, I'll go see him Wednesday at his house and show him what he really needs. He needs a friggin' whooping, and I'm going to give it to him.
He was flipping me off, giving me the finger, totally unprofessional. Two laps down, I mean, he's a chump.
I went over there to go talk to him, and he wouldn't even let me get out of the car. Throws a few little baby punches and then he runs away and hides behind some big guys.
But he won't hide from me for long. I'll find him. I won't settle it out on the track – it's not right to wreck cars – but he'll show up with a black eye one of these days. I'll see him somewhere.