Just when fans begin to nurture an inkling of any sort of enjoyment about their favorite sport, some idiot comes along to crap all over it. The latest such ill-informed cretin is some blogger named James Fish. He wrote a mini-manifesto in something called the Epoch Times the other day in which split politics, flawed thought and revisionist history got crapped out yet again on par with the best of them. If you need some yucks, look it up.
Here are some softballs for me to lob out of the park:
‘IndyCar, once the premier form of racing in North America, is now in a pitiful condition.’
Sure is. A full slate of races for the fourteenth straight year. The most diverse schedule of any series. World class talent. A centerpiece that remains the most attended single day sporting event in the world. A title sponsor. A paid TV deal. Many well attended events. Nearly 40 active series sponsors. Pitiful compared to what? The wet dream fantasies of idiots who have convinced themselves utopia coincided with the evolutionary period of cart occupation?
‘In 1996, Tony George, inheritor of the Indianapolis Motor Speedway and the Hulman-George fortune, came on the scene and demanded that he be given more power in cart. cart management offered him the same power any other board member wielded, but Tony George wanted to be King.’
Well, not really. But it sure makes a good story. The overreaction of the establishment was typical. That same sort of brutal arrogance caused the same people to kill their own great organization. Twice. Meanwhile, Indy Car continued. It’s been fifteen years now.
‘When he was not given a crown (he had never worked for a living, never run a business, never managed a racing series … all he had done was reach the age when his trust fund deed said he became the president of IMS) he took his toys and left, starting the Indianapolis Racing League with a bunch of no-name drivers and outmoded cars bought from cart owners, who no longer had use for them.’
I love that ‘took his toys and left’ line the best. I also like that ‘Indianapolis Racing League’ deal. He certainly did not have to go very far. As a matter of fact, he was not the one who left. Too bad the cart owners did not have any use for their old cars. They could have used them to squish the then-nascent IRL like a bug with minimal cost and effort. But when your ego overrules your brain, self immolation occurs. Twice.
‘Tiny George managed to keep his league running (though ultimately it lost huge amounts of money every year it operated, eventually costing the Hulman-George family half a Billion—with a B—dollars.)’
There’s a new one. ‘Tiny.’ How quaint. Also endearing is the parroting of that $500 million+ supposed loss encountered by the IRL. Just once I wish one of these idiots would give me an accounting of how, exactly, that is possible. You know, how the money was actually lost. An accounting of revenue versus expenses. Basic accounting. No one ever has. All we ever hear is hot air about ‘credible sources’ but never anything even remotely substantive.
Given the lack of credibility so early on in the rambling of that nutty Fish person, there is not really any point in belaboring the rest of his recycled missive. It is all, of course, very predictable:
-cart was better than the USAC hick series.
-cart was better than NASCAR.
-cart was a threat to Formula 1.
-Since things are so bad now, we need to be like cart.
Blah-blah-blah-blah-blah. One might think that after fifteen years of whining about something their preferred series could have easily prevented then blaming someone else for their own self-perceived malaise these children would get a clue about reality. After all, most of them were not even teenagers yet in 1995.
Here is a better idea: Why not get behind Randy Bernard, accept the fact that IMS will always be the spiritual center of the sport, and make the IZOD (hey, what do you know…a title sponsor) Indy Car Series as great as you believe cart was? That would be a whole lot easier than trying to turn back the clock.