I have been MIA for a few days and there is a good reason. More in a moment. The ‘race’ in St. Petersburg was probably the least exciting of them all. It had been blessed with good weather the past couple, including the one where the IRL first took right turns. I was happy to be there, but was glad I was not in the rain.
Believe it or not, as militantly against the champcar existence as I was, I must admit I was excited for Graham Rahal. He is a young, charging American name with a family legacy in the sport. With folks like he and Marco Andretti and others (yes, even Danica) Indy racing has a bright future.
Street and temporary circuits, however, still cannot suck enough in a general sense. Racing needs to occur on proper tracks purpose built for such things.
Last Sunday my very best high school friend was killed in a way he would probably laugh about. A tree fell on him. My high school graduating class contained just over 30 people and we were (and still are for the most part) remarkably close. My friend is the first from that class to leave the planet. There are so many stories, and I may relate a few of them after he is buried. I could supply words for a blog for years just telling the tale of a very magical four years that occurred in the late 1960s and early 1970s.
We are looking forward to Motegi/Long Beach-the doubleheader, but REALLY looking forward to Kansas (working on the travel arrangements) and the month of May in INDY!