NASCAR's Austin Dillon Put Himself in the Wingman Hall of Fame by Trying to Hook a Competitor Up With Sydney Sweeney at a Race Event

Jerry Thornton11/03/2025 7:00 PM

As you can no doubt surmise if you've been visiting this site or living on this planet over the past week or so, wherever Sydney Sweeney goes, she causes quite a stir.

To the point that even Sophie Cunningham, who needs no apologies for her attributes, physical or otherwise, can't resist a little (unnecessary) self-deprecating humor.

This was taken at the NASCAR Cup event in Phoenix. Where Sweeney was promoting her new movie Christy. And something much more impressive took place than "just" a superstar athlete and a superstar actress recognizing each other's game. An act of absolute heroism took place that deserves to be celebrated. Fortunately for all of us who appreciate profound acts of selflessness, this one was captured on camera:

Source - The 2025 NASCAR Cup Series season wraps up [Sunday]. …
Of course because it’s such a big event there are plenty of celebrities in attendance for the season finale – including America’s Sweetheart, Sydney Sweeney.
The blonde bombshell actress sat in on the driver’s meeting ahead of the race, where it seems like she was quite a hit with everybody…including the drivers.
Noah Gragson, the driver of the #4 car for Front Row Motorsports, took the initiative to go up to Sweeney himself and get a picture.

… But apparently some of the other drivers weren’t as confident as Noah, and needed a little convincing to make their move on Sweeney. (Can’t really blame them).
Luckily, Austin Dillon was there to play wingman.
As the drivers were exiting the media center, Dillon stopped the driver of the #24 car for Hendrick Motorsports, William Byron, and convinced him to go back and meet Sweeney, and even hyped up his buddy a little bit to the actress:

It's hard to overstate how profoundly beautiful this is. An act of pure friendship. A kindness, without asking anything in return. One man going out of his way to help another that feels like something from another time. An age of chilvary. When men of honor showed respect to one another, merely because it was the noble thing to do.

I was beginning to worry that masculinity has become so devalued that such things were no longer done. That we'd ushered in an era of selfishness and narcissism, where men stopped valuing things like another man getting to take a beautiful woman for a ride on the F Train. Where men no longer took satisfaction in making such a thing happen. When the simple gesture of introducing a fellow gentleman to a lady he was too shy to hit on himself, was no longer something to be proud of.

Well I'm happy to report real manhood is not dead. It might be on life support, but it's still breathing. At least among that elite group of adrenaline-fueled men who risk their lives in superpowered, high-octane death machines for the pleasure of others. A guy like Austin Dillon, who lives every minute of his professional existence on the edge of death, seems to understand that life is fleeting. And if you can help another man enjoy the most desirable woman on Earth, you've done some good in the time you did get. And made the world a better place for all men. As they say, a rising tide lifts all boats. That goes for motorboats too.