There’s been some off-and-on discussion on a couple of message boards I frequent about just where stock car racing got started.
“Caution is out. Debris.” Every race fan, especially those watching the event on television, hates to hear that.
Just last week I did a tribute to my friend Sonny Ates, one of the best who ever stepped in a sprint car, and now two more are gone – Jim Hunter and Ed Shull.
It came back to me early this week when Charles (Sonny Ates) passed away in Scottsdale, Ariz. at the age of 75 after a long battle with illness.
I’ve mentioned the late Tommy Thompson and the Motor City 250 NASCAR Grand National event at the Detroit Fairgrounds in 1951 before in this column.
You hear a lot about this article’s title nowadays in racing, people saying, “You’ve got to think outside the box.” Has “the box” changed or what?
Perhaps NASCAR’s most bone-chilling, tear-inducing moment, though, was the 2001 MBNA Cal Ripken Jr. 400. The race was held 12 days after 9/11.
The first I can remember noticing that things were getting a little stuffy came in the late ’60s at the Daytona ARCA race.
Every so often, while listening to the radio chatter between officials, I think about the difference they’ve made in communications during race events.
I’ve mentioned before about how much I’ve enjoyed being able to meet so many people in my years bouncing around motorsports.