The Frontstretch: At the Heart of It All, It's Not About NASCAR; It's About Racing by Amy Henderson -- Thursday September 30, 2010

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At the Heart of It All, It's Not About NASCAR; It's About Racing

Holding A Pretty Wheel · Amy Henderson · Thursday September 30, 2010

 

Ever have one of those conversations where what you take away isn’t really what the whole thing was about? I did this week and it made me think. If you read our Mirror Driving column this week, you saw where the meat of the conversation went. But what you missed was the heart of it all. After we finished the week’s topics, the conversation fell to baseball, among other things.

Baseball was my first love. I don’t remember a time when I didn’t love the game. I could read “Yastrzemski” before I read Dick and Jane. When my Dad took me to Fenway Park, its confines were more the field of my dreams than the wide open spaces where I grew up. My first job after college was working in fan relations for the Richmond Braves. NASCAR was that sport that meant we had no fans at the ballpark.

When the conversation led around to talking of going back to baseball, though, I realized that I don’t want to. I deeply love the game and always will, though it lost a little luster when I lost my Dad-it’s not as much fun to watch without him. But if I had to give up writing about racing to do it, I realized that I don’t think I could. The music of the engines at full song is too strong a siren’s cry for me.

There are times I hate NASCAR. It’s so easy sometimes to see where things went wrong and what needs to be changed but never will as long as Brian France runs the show. Sometimes, it’s easier to complain than to think. I hate the Chase and I hate the top 35 rule. I really hate the way the Nationwide Series has changed in the last decade. But underneath it all, I still love racing.

Even with figures like this walking amongst the crowd on any given race weekend, the racing itself still is and should be the focus of race fans today.

Racing isn’t those things above. It’s not about the stupid playoff system, it’s not about the greed of the television networks. It’s not about Brian France, nor is it about how ugly the car is, nor the thousandth of an inch that whatever car was off last week. Really, it’s not about NASCAR at all, except that NASCAR is its largest national stage. It’s what racing is about that still makes my heart race at the roar that comes after those most famous words in motorsports.

It’s not about Brian France; it’s about the fans. No, they’re not coming in droves like they once did. But when you do go to the track, talk to the stranger in the old Bill Elliott or Richard Petty or Dale Earnhardt t-shirt sitting next to you. Don’t talk about the state of the sport-that fan already knows. Talk about what used to be. Talk about the drivers who have come and gone along the way-not just the Elliotts and Petties and Earnhardts, but about the Benny Parsons, the Ward Burtons, the Ricky Cravens. Talk to the family in the stands whose kids sport the gear of two heated rivals and who don’t care about all that, just that their heroes go fast and make them cheer. Take a lesson from those kids-our heroes still go fast and make us cheer, from the local short tracks to Talladega. As bad as the rest gets, there are 43 men (and sometimes women) out there doing all they can to run fast and turn left.

It’s not about the racecar; it’s about how racers drive it. No, they’re not stock anymore and haven’t been for decades, unless you go back to the street stocks and four-cylinders at short tracks everywhere. But those men don’t want to win any less and their fans don’t cheer for them any less because the car isn’t what we want it to be.

It’s not about a driver who “wins too much;” it’s about a kid who had big dreams and, against the odds, made them happen. One who had to grow up too fast because racing takes as well as gives. One who races with a raw, hungry tenacity borne not of arrogance, but of fear. Fear that he’ll wake up and it will all be gone, because under it all he’s still that same kid with the impossible dream. He wins because he’s scared not to win.

It’s not about the driver who starts and parks, either; it’s about the racer who loves his sport enough to make a few laps in return for jeers and disparaging comments, because he’d rather race those few laps every week than not race at all. He hangs on each week hoping beyond hope that someone will notice him like they did that other kid. He doesn’t get rich, but he doesn’t get bitter, either. He knows what he’s up against. But he keeps trying, every single week, because he’s every bit as hungry as the one who wins too much and every bit the competitor that those other 42 are. He races because he doesn’t know what else to do.

It’s not about the shill in the television booth, it’s about one of the greatest racers the sport has ever known. Sometimes-a lot of times-that racer gets in the way of the broadcaster. But the real shame is that so many fans don’t know the racer but only the shill in the booth. He drove a racecar once-brasher than anyone, bolder than anyone. He was arrogant and backed it up every step of the way. There was no fear in this one, only the burning desire to be the best-and for a time, he was. The broadcaster and the driver are the same man, but the racer always came first. At least until too many people forgot.

Really, it’s not about NASCAR; it’s about racing. The sanctioning body has distorted it and bastardized it, but they can’t take the essence of it. They don’t even control much of it-the racing to be found at the local tracks, even the NASCAR-sanctioned ones, remains unspoiled, a window to what racing once was, before the TV contracts and the hype, before the t-shirts and diecasts. At those tracks, as in NASCAR, there’s the kid who wins too much because he’s scared not to. And the one who races the lowliest car because it’s better than staying home. And the guy whose racing days are long past, but who still feels the pang every time the engines fire. There are still the fans, cheering for their heroes who go fast. It’s about the racing. It’s about the fans and the racers who show up every week from the local bullring to the Daytona 500. It’s not about NASCAR; that just gets in the way.

It’s about guys who go fast and make us cheer. There was racing before NASCAR and there will be racing long after the luster fades and the front office in Daytona is a distant memory. There will be racing as long as there are racers who go fast and race fans who cheer. That’s the heart of the matter. That’s what it’s all about.

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babydufus
10/01/2010 06:54 AM
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it’s about racing. i agree.
will someone please call me when they start doing it again?

Stephen HOOD
10/01/2010 07:59 AM
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I think you’re right. Underneath the hype and the BS there are guys and gals putting it on the line to race a vehicle at 180 mph +/- 20 mph. At its core, its damn cool.

Johnboy60
10/01/2010 08:04 AM
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Unless BIG changes are made at the cup level, I will continue to attend local tracks and the hell with cup. Frontstretch gives me all I need without that mindless old racedriver stroking his ego when he opens his mouth….Turn out the lights, the party’s over!!…..call me when they decide to do it right again!!

midasmicah
10/01/2010 10:41 AM
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Just hand the trophy to Hendricks now and watch more fans leave in droves. Unfortunately it’s NOT about the racing these days. It’s the politics of dancing. If you don’t dance to nas$car’s tune, you’re out. RCR got the royal shaft. Somebody needs to start another racing series. France central is already digging their own grave.

Sherri T
10/01/2010 10:51 AM
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Thank you for a great article that puts it all in perspective again! I’ve been thinking about that local short track alot lately, the racing is real there and they deserve my hard earned money for that!

jerseygirl
10/01/2010 11:04 AM
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Amy, this is so true. I want the fun I used to have back. It is about the racing – unfortunately NASCAR has forgotten that and in the process, is losing the fans.

DoninAjax
10/01/2010 11:29 AM
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The USS NASCAR is sinking and the bailing does not look like it will keep it from going to the bottom.

Craig
10/01/2010 12:29 PM
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Nice read, in the end if NASCAR loses enough money they will change. Still compared to other major sports NASCAR is a lot more fan friendly. No other major sport lets you bring your own beer and food into the stands. They charge you $10 for a beer $7 for a hot dog.

DoninAjax
10/01/2010 12:38 PM
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BTW, it’s a great article.

It seems there is a common theme to most articles: the moron in charge doesn’t want to fix what he is screwing up. It’s true in his private life too. It’s all about him.

It’s almost to the point now, with apologies to Green Day (and I hate Green Day): Wake me up when November ends.

mrclause
10/01/2010 12:56 PM
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Well written, well said!

Steve
10/01/2010 01:06 PM
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This article makes you want to go out to your local track this weekend and say the hell with Nascar.

Like someone said, when Nascar starts losing its shirt, or someone starts a competing series, only then will changes be made.

John Potts
10/01/2010 01:18 PM
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VERY, VERY GOOD, Amy! Makes me proud to be writing on the same site with you.

Gordon82Wins
10/01/2010 03:03 PM
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Well said, Amy. All the promotion in the world doesn’t matter.

DoninAjax
10/01/2010 04:09 PM
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I think the real NASCAR fans are the ones who discovered racing going to short tracks and loved the racing. It’s like being a fan of a triple A team and going to see The Show. They know some of the top players they watch in triple A are good enough but haven’t had the chance. Now they realize The Show isn’t all its made out to be because it is being destroyed. The casual fan will never understand what its like to watch the destruction.

Jacob
10/01/2010 07:16 PM
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Don in Ajax: You are 100% right. Even before I went to Kindegarten, I was spending my Fri and Sat nights in the stands at the local dirt track. (Weedsport NY) Watching those guys run themselves ragged, the smell of exhaust, and being covered in dirt are the happiest memories of my childhood.
Then as I grew up watching the decline of Petty and the ascendancy of Allison, Yarborough, Waltrip, and EARNHARDT showcased those old time personalities.
Today’s racing probably seems exciting if you just came into the fold 5 years ago, but for this old timer, it is like watching a close friend get killed, every week.

Pam
10/01/2010 09:49 PM
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Amy…you said it perfectly!

old farmer
10/02/2010 10:38 AM
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One would think that a racing columnist could at least spell “Pettys”—it’s not “Petties.”

At least get the names right—or don’t write at all.

Whatever happened to correctness in journalism has apparently gone out the window. Nowadays, anyone with a computer can be a “journalist”—talented or not.

Sad.

 

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