I didn't know the names of very many drivers when I was a kid, but I figured out who I liked. Cale Yarborough was a favorite, but that was because he guest-starred on one of my favorite TV shows, THE DUKES OF HAZARD. During the 80s, Cale was sponsored by Hardee's, so Hardee's became my favorite fast-food place. I was an hones victim of the marketing of the day. Another driver I liked was Harry Gant, sponsored by Skoal (a chewing tobacco). I just knew he won races and, at that time, drove an Oldsmobile, which was my favorite kind of car. I had no idea back then the issues with smoking or tobacco, or the relationship between Winston, a maker of cigarettes, and their role as the major sponsor of NASCAR's top racing series.
I followed NASCAR off and on, and in the early 90s, I was invited by a friend to go to a NASCAR race at Watkins Glen, NY, one of two road courses on the NASCAR circuit. Road courses were really cool because they weren't just ovals. The drivers made left and right turns, and the track changed elevation and was much longer than the rest of the tracks. I then became a die hard fan. There is nothing like seeing a race live and in person. You gain such an appreciation for the work that these drivers put into their craft, the complexity of the cars, and everything involved in racing. Plus, every driver has a merchandise trailer full of hats, t-shirts, jackets, license plate frames, stuffed animals, lunch boxes, and so much more. I also got my first autograph. There was a driver standing just outside of the pit area of the track, and I was able to get his signature on my race program. It was Ward Burton. I had never heard of him. He drove the #22 MBNA America Pontiac Grand Prix. I just happened to have an MBNA America t-shirt and decided to wear it to the race. Ward became my favorite driver. While he didn't do very well in the race, I was excited to have someone to root for. I found out more about him, and his conservation work in Virginia, and that he was a really great guy. He had only won one race in his career in NASCAR's top series. I also found out he had a more successful and popular younger brother, Jeff.
|Ward Burton, courtesy Sears.com|
My friend invited me to the same race the following season, and this time I bought a #22 hat to go with a t-shirt. The evening following qualifying for the race, we went to the actual Glen to go hiking. We discovered that there were a bunch of drivers walking around the state park there. I remember meeting Chad Little and Steve Park. I also saw Ward Burton, there with his wife and two kids (at the time), and he noticed I was wearing "his" hat. I was much too shy to say anything to him, but he photo-bombed a picture my friend took of me. Anyway, we ended up back in the parking lot getting ready to head back to our hotel, when Ward came back from his hike with his family. He walked over to us and we had a nice little conversation, and he autographed my hat. How cool is that?!? Once again, Ward didn't do very well in the race,
I became completely engrossed into the NASCAR life, watching every race, memorizing all of the drivers, their car numbers, their sponsors, and all of the tracks. Ward continued to drive the #22, and after getting a new sponsor, Caterpillar, he began winning more races. When I started dating Teresa, she and I would spend our Sunday afternoons after church watching the races on TV, and she became a fan, as well. In our 2nd year of marriage, we were given tickets to the NASCAR race in Las Vegas, and we had a fantastic little vacation highlighted by the race, Teresa's first live race. The pinnacle of our fandom, though, was when Ward won the 2002 Daytona 500. It was so exciting.
Anyway, my interest waned when Ward retired from driving, not too long after Teresa's death. I lost interest in NASCAR, especially as the rules changed and the same half-dozen drivers seemed to win every race. I really didn't have anyone to root for anymore, and that significantly affected my interest.
|Father and son, Ward and Jeb, courtesy Getty Images|
Fast forward to this week. NASCAR is ready to kick-off the new season. I discovered that Ward Burton's son, Jeb, who was now all grown up, was now driving at NASCAR's top level, and was preparing for his first race, I really got excited thinking the next generation of Burtons was about to start his career. And I got wrapped up in watching the qualifying races on Thursday night. My daughter, Melody, sat next to me and began asking me questions about the drivers, and I pointed out Danica Patrick, the only woman currently racing in NASCAR. From that point on, Melody took a great interest in the race, and she kept asking lots of questions. I found it amusing just how much interest she showed, and she was asking questions about what was happening on the screen. When Danica wrecked, she was upset, but that turned back into satisfaction when she was able to finish the qualifying race and actually make the Daytona 500. My little girl was fast becoming a fan! Unfortunately, Jeb Burton failed to qualify after sparking an accident of his own during the race, so he will not be racing on Sunday.
|Danica Patrick, courtesy Yahoo.com|
Have a great, safe weekend! Good night, everybody!
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