Wednesday, December 21, 2011

The real Harry Hyde


I had just watched the end
of "Days of Thunder" on TV, and it took me back to the real Harry Hyde. Robert Duvall played Harry Hogge in 1990, but I met the real Harry Hyde the same year. He was the crew chief for Bobby Hillin, and the youthful Bobby was struggling while driving for the crusty Harry.


Bobby had told me that he probably was going to leave the team, and I needed to ask Harry about the situation (I was doing a story for Winston Cup Scene). Harry said he didn't have time to talk; he had to be at the drivers' meeting in a half hour. I kept after him and got a nice 15-minute interview.


And I made darn sure he made the meeting on time.

It's funny, but I think that Hyde admired my persistence.

Duvall did a nice job in the part, but he didn't match the crusty factor of the real Mr. Hyde. (I later learned that Harry wasn't so crusty with most people; apparently just with me.)


Oh, if you're wondering, Randy Quaid was Rick Hendrick; Tom Cruise was a sort of Tim Richmond character, and the Rowdy Burns (Michael Rooker) character was a cross between Dale Earnhardt and Buddy Baker. I've never met the others, but I've talked to Earnhardt, Baker and Hendrick often enough.


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A glimpse of the real Earnhardt

THE REAL DALE EARNHARDT was elusive, but I saw him occasionally during my stint as a NASCAR writer from the mid-1980s to around 2000.

Usually, Earnhardt was surly or standoffish with reporters he hadn't known for a long time, and often he was rough on those of us he knew. Dale valued his time, and the last thing he wanted to do was spend time with us.


Then, every once in a while, he'd show us the real man.


In 1991, we had a heck of a storm at Talladega, and the race was going to be run on Monday. One of the reporters had lured Earnhardt into the media center, and Dale was talking about his plane. I eased over, got my tape recorder and joined the impromptu press conference.


Up to that point, I'd never gotten a straight answer out of Dale. He'd always given me a smart-aleck reply, or he'd walked away. Earnhardt must have been in a good mood that day.


I was doing a feature for Winston Cup Scene on drivers' dreams, and I wanted to include Earnhardt, who was a four-time champion at that point. When there was a two-second break in the Q&A, I said something like, "Dale, we don't expect you to win 200 races, but do you have your sights set on Richard Petty's seven Winston Cup titles?"


Without looking at me, Earnhardt answered that, yes, he did want to win seven titles or even eight. Petty was his hero, he said, but seven titles was his goal.


That year, there had been a rumble about Dale's age; his mother said he was 40, and he said he was 39 (my age later that year). After Dale answered my question, he stood up and looked me in the eye and talked to me man-to-man for the first time. He said, "Last week at Martinsville, I didn't know it was my 50th victory until somebody told me, but I knowed it was my 40th birthday, but I wasn't going to tell nobody!"


Dale stayed with us for at least two hours. When a TV monitor didn't work, he climbed onto a table and fixed it. When we played Hangman on a PR man's computer, Dale joined us. He wasn't great with words, but he was competitive. Big surprise.

He regaled us with stories, and he showed me his Rolex, a gift from a friend. I'd never seen one before.

Earnhardt wasn't a factor that day. Kyle Petty suffered a broken leg in a huge wreck that Ernie Irvan started. Harry Gant won the race even though he was running out of gas on the last lap. Rick Mast bump-drafted Gant on the backstretch, giving him enough momentum to cross the line first.


Mostly I remember Earnhardt finally showing his humanity. It wasn't the only time, though. I don't remember what year it was, but Earnhardt had just won an IROC race at Daytona. It was just one of 34 races he won at Daytona, but every victory anywhere was precious to Dale.


I was sitting at the end of the table, closest to the door in the Benny Kahn media center in the Daytona infield. I was typing furiously when suddenly I felt strong hands on my shoulders. Without turning, I looked straight over my head and saw a black Chevrolet cap, a big mustache and an ear-to-ear grin. I went "Whoa!", and the smile got even wider.


Earnhardt squeezed my shoulders again, then went down the line, alternating his fists and tapping each reporter on the shoulders.


Another time, we were entering the Indigo Lakes facility at Daytona Beach for an IROC luncheon. I got to the double doors, then looked back to see a bunch of women following us. I opened one of the doors, then looked across and saw Dale holding the other door. He was hunched over and grinning, making us look like a couple of fortyish kids playing a prank.


We rarely saw the real Dale. Sometimes Earnhardt was cross or a bully. But sometimes he was happy and at ease, and he was willing to let the enemy ... reporters ... see the man and the humanity beneath the black myth.

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Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Truex's Earnhardt moment

CORNELIUS, N.C. — Martin Truex Jr. recalls an afternoon at New Hampshire Motor Speedway more than 15 years ago when his father’s race car and the late Dale Earnhardt’s car were parked nose-to-nose in the Busch garage. The youngster watched as his favorite NASCAR star worked so close to his father preparing for the race on the “Magic Mile.” It’s just one of the memories Truex has from the Loudon, N.H. track that has played such an important role in his family’s racing career.

Nearly two decades later, Truex Jr. visits NHMS this weekend hoping to continue his second-half surge in 2011. The No. 56 NAPA AUTO PARTS Toyota driver led 14 laps and nearly won Monday’s NASCAR Sprint Cup race at Chicagoland Speedway before fuel mileage forced an extra pit stop that spoiled his victory bid. Despite the 18th-place finish, Truex has scored the 11th most points of any driver in the last 10 races.

Favorite Memory at NHMS: “They used to run a combination race with the Busch North and regular Busch Series teams. My dad’s Busch North car was parked across from Dale Earnhardt’s car. I would watch him get out of his car. I even remember him getting up under his car to work on the carburetor. I was such a big fan of his. To be able to see him up that close and have my dad’s car right next to his — I thought I was something. I was only 15 years old. That was a cool deal and I will never forget it.”

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Keeping watch over Bobby Isaac

Here's a link to my story titled Keeping watch over Bobby Isaac. The word watch comes from a Rolex watch that Isaac gave to Humpy Wheeler, the former president and promoter at Charlotte Motor Speedway.

The Isaac story is part of a series of Hickory Motor Speedway stories I'm writing for the Hickory Daily Record. And it's my best story so far in the series.

This week, I also wrote a column titled Column: An inside look at racers in which I gave my impressions of different drivers. I did leave out drivers like Ricky Rudd and the Burtons. It wasn't intentional; I couldn't mention everyone. No room.

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Sunday, March 6, 2011

Hometown boy, Dale Earnhardt Sr.

EXCERPT FROM Angel in Black: Remembering Dale Earnhardt Sr.:


Drive through a major portion of Kannapolis, N.C., nowadays, and there's an Earnhardt theme. Dale Earnhardt Boulevard starts off Exit 60 from Interstate 85 and is one of the major thoroughfares of the town. Dale Earnhardt Boulevard is on NC 3, which was changed from NC 136 on Oct. 22, 2002.

And all along through there, you'll encounter the Dale Trail.

Judy Root, the communications director of the Cabarrus County Convention & Visitors Bureau, says that they came up with the Dale Trail because there was an almost constant flow into the visitors center of tourists wanting to find Car Town or Ralph Earnhardt's grave or Dale Earnhardt Inc. So the visitors bureau identified nearly 20 places and came up with the name the Dale Trail.

The bureau designed a brochure with a stylized map that includes information and stories about Earnhardt.

"It was more in response to tourists coming to the visitors bureau, and many of them were just hungry for a connection with Dale and his community," said Root, who never met Earnhardt. She moved to Kannapolis in November of 2001, about nine months after Earnhardt died. "(They were) looking for Ralph's grave, wanting to see the statue in downtown, wanting to know how to get to Dale Earnhardt Inc. Those were the things that were drawing them here, where fans were asking directions. Also wanting to know where he grew up, the house where his family lived. We don't give exact directions to that, because his mom still lives there. It's still in Car Town.

"But we thought, instead of giving fans individually the directions how to get to these places, we would sort of connect the dots with some stories that related to his growing-up years here in Kannapolis."

Dale Earnhardt Boulevard and NC 3 are prominent on the Dale Trail, as is Earnhardt Road, which was long-ago named for an Earnhardt not in Dale's immediate family. Number 7 on the map is Main Street/Midway, where Main Street and the Dale Trail intersect. When Dale was a teenager, there was a slot-car emporium -- D&D Model Raceway -- and Dale won trophies here. Idiot Circle is where teenagers would cruise one side of West Avenue from Vance Street to 1st Street and then back on the other side of the traffic circle created by pull-in parking down the center. According to the brochure, Martha Earnhardt said that her son may have logged more miles around Idiot Circle than he did around racetracks.

Some places on the Dale Trail -- like Lowe's Motor Speedway, Sam Bass Gallery and the Richard Childress Racing -- are not in Kannapolis. The speedway and the gallery are in Concord, maybe 15 miles away, and RCR is about 40 miles away in Welcome, N.C., up Interstate 85 and Highway 52.

Bass's art, by the way, is prominent in the Dale Earnhardt Tribute Center on the corner of West Avenue and West B Street. The Tribute Center is Number 11 on the map.

And the brochure talks about places that aren't there anymore. Eddleman's Garage, for instance, is where Ralph Earnhardt perfected his mechanical skills while working on moonshiners' cars, and, yes, Junior Johnson was one of Ralph's customers. You learn about the Flying Mile, another place that has no landmark; apparently this is where moonshiners "hit the ground running" to test out their souped-up cars.

There's Car Town, the area where the Earnhardts lived, and Martha Earnhardt, Dale's mother, still lives there. You can find Car Town because of the street names -- V8, Chrysler, Dodge, Plymouth, Ford, Chevrolet and Cadillac. There's Cannon Village/Cannon Mills, where Ralph Earnhardt first met Martha. The mill buildings are being torn down to make room for the North Carolina Research Campus, a biotechnology center. One of the most prominent features of the Dale Trail is Ralph Earnhardt's gravesite at the Center Grove Lutheran Cemetery.


Dale Earnhardt Plaza has a nine-foot, 900-pound statue of Earnhardt smiling and folding his arms, plus a granite monument that was contributed by fans from New York and Vermont.

Also on the tour are Curb Motorsports, since Mike Curb owned cars for Earnhardt, and Kannapolis Intimidators Stadium, as the Piedmont Bollweevils of the South Atlantic League were named for Earnhardt. And there's even the Punchy’s Diner, Number 12 on the map; the owner knew Dale well, and they sold Dale’s Favorite Sandwich – a tomato sandwich.

The brochure even explains that Martha said that she'd make Dale a tomato sandwich at home with sliced tomato, sometimes lettuce, and Miracle Whip on white bread.

Perfect for a growing boy in a mill town.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Drivers and their fans

(NOTE: I wrote this magazine story in the 1990s.)

MARK MARTIN

By Tom Gillispie

MARK MARTIN HOPPED
out of his hauler into the trap. His face dropped; he didn't realize he was going to have to battle his way to his race car, which was sitting 50 feet away in the garage area of North Carolina Speedway in Rockingham.


A fan offered a hat and cap. Martin reluctantly signed. He tried to move on. Someone turned around and offered his back, and Martin put his John Hancock on the man's T-shirt.

Suddenly, Martin underwent a metamorphosis. He smiled and visibly relaxed. He appeared to think: "OK, I'm here, there's nothing I can do about it. It's my job, so let's enjoy it."

He signed an autograph, shook a fan's hand, smiled and said "Thank you." One after the other, Martin cranked out the autographs, and he thanked everyone.

Martin had a similar scenario at recent testing at Charlotte. He was talking to me as fans waited patiently behind a line until the interview was done. We shook hands, and he walked to the fans. One by one, he signed the autograph and thanked the fan. Each fan walked away satisfied. So, apparently, did Martin.

Most Winston Cup drivers enjoy signing autographs, as long as they're not busy. One year, though, Bill Elliott was sitting in his Ford, waiting to start a big race. His helmet was on, and his safety net was up. A fan stuck a pad and pen through the net, and a stunned Elliott shook his head. "Sorry, I'm at work," he seemed to say.

Sadly, it's not always sweetness and fun between drivers and fans. At the 1999 Brickyard 400, fans surged forward as Michael Waltrip left Gasoline Alley. Anyone who got in the way of the blundering herd ran the risk of being trampled. The tall Waltrip looked miserable, and a good time was had by no one.

One year, a fan at Martinsville Speedway apparently tried to clip Kyle Petty's ponytail, but Petty's wife, Pattie, pulled him back just in time.

Jeff Gordon and Rusty Wallace used to complain that fans would take boats up to their slips on Lake Norman, walk into their yards and look into their windows. Rusty toughed it out, but Gordon moved to Florida.

Jerry Gappens, the chief publicist at Lowe’s Motor Speedway, says tracks have to lock up the teams’ buses to keep fans away.

“They’d (fans) walk into Jeff Gordon’s trailer.” He paused, smiled almost apologetically and added: “They’re just curious.”

Dave Blaney, a former sprint-car driver, said he's used to fans flooding the sprint-car garage after a race. Most fans, he said, are respectful. Occasionally, he said, all drivers get a rotten apple.

"I suppose that's happened to everybody in their career," he said with a laugh. "That's one in a thousand. And, truth be told, that's probably alcohol-involved." He laughed again.

Of course, drivers may choose not to get involved. During the 1993 Daytona driver introductions, many of the drivers walked around the gauntlet of fans waiting for autographs.

The late Davey Allison, then the defending Daytona 500 winner, took his time, smiled, met fans and patiently signed. It was his last "Great American Race" before his death that July and maybe the last time most fans saw him up close.

When Gordon was at the peak of his powers, 1998, he suffered the boos. Same with Dale Earnhardt in the late ’80s and on into the ’90s. You win too much, you hear boos. They were the most cheered and most booed men during their peaks. Still, both men would have said that fans were, in most ways, nice to them.

Earnhardt was especially good with children, and many stories of his extraordinary kindnesses to kids have come out since his death in 2001.

Overall, most fans have good experiences with drivers. Most drivers have visited, called or written to sick fans, and most keep in touch with special fans.

Kyle Petty's special fan, for instance, is Travis McCauley, a 19-year-old blind student from Covington, Va. When the Winston Cup Series visits Martinsville Speedway twice a year, the McCauleys wait at the Winn-Dixie parking lot. Usually, Petty shows up. If he misses them there, he usually catches them at the track.

The McCauleys have Petty's home number, and, yes, he returns calls.

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Some drivers have a bad rep with fans. Take Tony Stewart ... please.

In 1999, Stewart, an Indianapolis native, complained of the fans bothering him at the Brickyard 400. He didn’t have time to think or work, he said. But maybe time heals wounds. At the 2001 Winston Cup Preview, Stewart was asked if he enjoyed meeting fans in the preseason. He said that some drivers who thought that the off-season was too short should be ready to race when they saw the fans' enthusiasm.

"They've got me excited," he said with enthusiasm. "Let's go racin'!"

Still, it hasn’t changed his reputation. At the recent Winston Cup race at Martinsville Speedway, fan after fan had a different favorite. Stewart wasn’t one of them.

“Our good experiences so far have been with John Andretti, Richard Petty and Kenny Schrader,” said Robert Edwards of Rhine, Ga., “but Tony Stewart wasn’t one of them. Some drivers act like they don’t have time for people. But they are probably so busy, have so much to think about.” He shrugged.

Edwards said he and his wife Betsy watched as Richard Petty playfully tried to get a potato off their seven-year-old son’s plate.

“He knelt beside him, but he (the boy) is shy,” Edwards said. “He tried to talk to him. He was very nice.

“I like him.”

Janet Hudnall of Rocky Mount, Va., said she’s seen her favorite driver, Jeff Gordon, on several occasions.

“He’s easy to approach,” she said.

Hudnall added that they’ve had two bad experiences with Stewart. The first time, the pen ran out of ink. The second time, Tony ran out of patience at a signing.

“He said, ‘I hate these damned things,’” she said.

Karl Dietz of Union Hall, Va., said he got Dale Jarrett’s autograph on pole day for the Martinsville race, and he met Dale’s son, Jason. Those were among “21 or 22” drivers he got autographs from, but Dale was special; that’s his favorite driver.

“I don’t care who I get an autograph from, except Robby Gordon. He wasn’t nice,” Dietz said. “And Tony Stewart. He’s a hothead. At least Jeff Gordon will get (sign) as many as he can.”

Dietz said he was learning the ropes at autographs, but he’d come up with a simple formula: Always be polite, call him “sir” or “Mr.”, compliment his driving, and, most of all, be prepared to walk fast as he charges across the garage area.

On this day, Dietz was waiting for crew chief Todd Parrott and car owner Robert Yates to get a “matched set” of autographs from the 88 team. Alas, he approached Parrott as he left the car, and was turned down. Dietz smiled, shrugged, and waited patiently for Yates.

But, apparently, all drivers have fans. Even Stewart. Jim and Donna Rich of Mooresville, N.C., said Stewart has gotten on the floor and played with their daughter, Amanda. In fact, he did it twice, at the Winston Cup Media Tour during his rookie year and later at Stocks for Tots.

"That says a lot about Tony Stewart," said Rich, who has heard stories about Stewart's temper and perceived petulance. "Other people don't think so, but we think he's a nice guy."

In fact, Rich said Amanda’s favorite drivers seem to be Stewart and Robby Gordon, another supposed hothead. Gordon simply gave Amanda a scale-model race car when the Riches visited him.

“She can’t get enough of Tony Stewart,” Rich said, “and she loves Robby Gordon. They’re awesome.”

The Riches say they haven’t had a rotten apple yet. They also have met Rusty Wallace, Ernie Irvan, Jimmy Spencer, among others - and they said each driver was friendly and personable.

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Ask probably any fan who has met Richard Petty, and they’ll say he is The King not because of his 200 victories, seven Daytona 500 victories or seven championships. It’s because of his treatment of fans. They get the royal treatment, but it has to be tough.

Recently, a man who said he wasn’t a race fan recalled flying on the same airline with Petty. He watched as fans swarmed for autographs, and Petty signed all he could, the man said.

Finally, they got on the plane, and a weary Petty sat in first class. The non-fan watched from behind as Petty took off his cowboy hat and laid back to relax.

No one bothered him for an autograph, but plenty of people tried to take pictures.

Long-time publicist Chip Williams works with several drivers, including those at Petty Enterprises. Like most people, he’s impressed with The King.

“It must have been ’79, ’80 or ’81, but Richard Petty won at (North) Wilkesboro,” Williams recalled. “He left the pressbox, and I got done. I went out, and there he was at the bottom of the stairs, signing autographs. He must have signed two to three hundred while I watched. He stayed until everyone got one, and that was after 200 or 300 miles.”

But times have changed, Williams added. Where 25,000 might have shown up at North Wilkesboro 20 years ago, 100,000 might go to Martinsville today. It might be 150,000 at Bristol or more than 300,000 at Indianapolis. It’s hard to make everyone happy.

Williams was asked if there’s a best time to approach a driver.

“Yes, at an autograph session,” he said seriously.

“The whole thing’s changed,” he added. “It’s a tough deal. You can plan a three-minute walk to take eight minutes. I’ve seen fans walk in the middle of a TV interview, walk between the driver and the camera, and ask for an autograph. It’s tough.”

He has a story similar to the Bill Elliott anecdote. A woman went up to the 43 car at Atlanta and asked him to get John Andretti to lower his net so she could get an autograph.

But Williams won’t condemn pushy fans or standoffish drivers.

“I don’t think fans have changed,” he said. “What they want now is what they wanted 20 years ago.”

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Driver Sterling Marlin admits that people in other sports may have a rough time with fans, but he doesn't see it in racing. He says he doesn't worry. He's polite, and they reciprocate.

"(Am I) afraid of fans? No way," he has said. "I'd be more afraid to be somebody giving a driver a hard time when fans are around. It doesn't matter whether they are my fans or somebody else's.

"I've signed a couple jillion autographs, and that's fine. It's pretty rare anybody comes up in a really bad situation and makes it hard on me. If I'm busy, usually I can just say, 'Hey, can you give me a few minutes?', and they're really polite, and they will wait until I have a minute."

Jeremy Mayfield has said that he’s been nervous doing autographs only once. He was signing autographs one night in what turned out to be a bad part of town. He was anxious walking to the car, so four fans who knew the area walked along with them.

So far, he said, race fans have always been nice to him.

"If a guy is wearing a Dale Earnhardt shirt or a Dale Jarrett cap, I'll still sign it," he said. "It's not that big of a deal. Besides, it proves they support the sport. Maybe I'm their second favorite or whatever, and that's fine, too.

"Anybody who loves NASCAR Winston Cup racing is a friend of mine."


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