I would like to thank Steve from Orlando for reinforcing the non-racing fan stereotype I accurately portrayed after he wrote a whiny, rambling, self-crucifixion letter to Robin Miller of Speed TV’s web site that got published a few weeks ago. The tendency of weak-minded individuals is generally responding to an argument by using lots of cuss words and name calling.
Steve submitted a response to my blog of July 8 that was rescued from the spam folder of this blog after arriving there presumably for excessive foul language. Here is a quaint summary of Steve’s juvenile epithets for your review:
-Self-absorbed, pontificating douchebags
-Bitter, crochety old ass clown
Cuss word count:
Does anyone beside me think it is unusual that Steve seems obsessed with either excretory or reproductive functions of the human body? He averages over one such scatological epithet per paragraph. It is probably best to let his words speak for themselves:
‘Thanks for the ink. I didn’t realize my letter to Robin Miller would draw the ire of such a well-respected (cough)blogger as yourself. Really, I appreciate the attention. I do.’
Obviously, Steve. There is no other reasonable explanation for such a pathetic, public self-crucifixion. If you actually turned down round trip air fare, lodging, ground transportation and tickets to the Indy 500 solely because it is not what you think it ought to be, then you are fairly distant from:
-Even a basic understanding of it
-Basic respect for your spouse
-Using your brain effectively
. . . and I feel very sorry for you.
‘In answer to some of your points. First, where the hell do you get off deciding who can and can’t be a fan of IndyCar racing?’
I do not decide who can or can’t. That is a personal choice. Most everyone is welcome. My personal war is to rid the sport of vile malcontents who seek to do it harm. As for determination as to who is a fan or not, I merely observe and pass judgment accordingly. It is mostly a self-designated right based upon physical attendance at that track in parts of seven consecutive decades. I attended my 46th 500 this past May. Over all of those decades I have become an astute judge of who is and who is not an actual, or even a casual, fan. Most of the time those who are considered fans attend and/or watch. Those who are not find something else to occupy their time and do not act like whiny little girls about things they claim not to enjoy. Either way is OK with me. My biggest problem is with hypocrites who claim no longer to be, but offer far too much critical commentary anyway.
You dig? Here is a real life example. I would rather ingest then subsequently pass through my colon a bucket full of dirty glass shards than watch even 30 seconds of any professional soccer match. That is my personal choice, however, and I keep it to myself. What I could never do is write an idiotic e-mail to Andres Cantor to tell him my wife bought me birthday tickets to the World Cup but I chose instead to visit some white trash tourist trap I thought would be more fun because soccer lost its luster about the time I went to high school. Why? Because I fully support the right of everyone else to be gleeful about soccer. Even though it is not my cup of tea there are millions who rabidly enjoy it. Who am I to impose my critical opinion on such people? What purpose would it serve? As a mature adult I would simply choose to enjoy the other attraction and hope those at the World Cup enjoyed themselves immensely as well. That is how it works in a world of grown-ups.
‘ I’m pretty sure I’ve never met you (I have a pretty good memory for self-absorbed, pontificating douchebags), so who are you to determine whether I do, or don’t, have an understanding of the sport? Whether or not I liked CART in 1995 (I did) doesn’t matter for crap. Over the past 15 years both the IRL AND CART pretty much battled to see who could screw up open wheel racing more. And it took both of them to f*#k it up and bring it to this point.’
What ‘point’ is that? cart died, twice, and Indy Car is alive and well. It has a national television contract that pays it millions every year. It has quality title sponsorship from IZOD. Series sponsorship is on the rise in a tough economy. Attendance at most venues is up. A new chassis and engine platform has been officially announced, and those of us who have clamored for more diversity in manufacturers and a departure from ‘spec’ are excited about the possibilities. Are you one of a dwindling, boisterous handful who tries to compare 2010 to 1995 or some other unrealistic evolutionary period that has no bearing on the state of sports and entertainment offerings today? If so, please orient yourself in the current decade.
‘As to your realities:
1) Cart is dead. Really? No Sh!t, Sherlock.
2) Indy Car Racing is nothing without Indy? At one point did I suggest it wasn’t. Again, No Sh!t, Sherlock.
3) Tony George is out of the picture? Really? Didn’t realize he was the object of my hate, but thanks for pointing that out. Can we get another No Sh!t, Sherlock from the peanut gallery.
4) I don’t care what Barnard makes it, and how he does it. As long as its not a spec series with everyone playing follow the leader behing Penske and Ganassi, I’m fine with it. And while he’s at it, maybe should try and return to some of the IRL’s core principles? Maybe find a way to get Chad Boat, JR Hildebrand, Dave Darling, and other qualified American drivers a ride in America’s Greatest Race?’
Just because they are Chad Boat, JR Hildebrand or Dave Darling? The only one climbing the right ladder is Hildebrand. If the others want to try the current reality is they need to bring sponsorship money. Wish it was not that way, but that is reality. Steve, if you were able to look at a bigger picture you might understand that Indy Car evolves significantly every five years or so. The first time I walked into the gate everyone drove a roadster powered by an Offy. Isn’t ‘Barnard’ a famous cardiologist? If you actually mean BERnard, as in Randy, I am pleased so far with his work. 2012 looks great in terms of evolution.
‘And by the way, while I wasn’t a ‘teenager’ when the split happened, I’m probably a lot younger than you are. So it’ll be you that dies off before me. Unless you just ACT like a bitter, crochety, old ass clown.’
Based upon our relative maturity levels, I am OK with that. As a lifelong fan who has never fair-weathered my way on or off a bandwagon I understand and accept evolution in Indy Car. I do not really like having seen the series spec’d and micromanaged into something that is occasionally difficult to watch. I know from experience, however, that it is bound to change. Just because I disagree with an evolutionary phase does not mean I will not watch. That would mean I am not really a fan.
‘Thanks again for the attention. I really did appreciate it. By the way, SeaWorld was a blast. The new Shamu show really is spectacular. Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Respectfully. Go F*#k Yourself.
You have very effectively captured the essence of why I reached my original conclusions about your ilk. I have no use for any of you, and your continuing intrusion into a sport you say you do not watch but offer commentary on anyway is not only hypocritical, but usually vulgar, stupid and juvenile. Again I ask that you concentrate on cultivating maturity necessary to be called a racing fan. If you can’t why not simply seethe quietly on your own and have enough courtesy to let actual fans enjoy their sport? You can enjoy Shamu and we’ll all be happy.