Greetings from somewhere in northern Alabama! I’m wrapping up my last week of overnight travel until January. I don’t get to read as much about what’s going in the IndyCar world on the road, as I normally would at home. Slow hotel wi-fi makes it slow and difficult enough to upload my reports for work. I wouldn’t dare waste time and bandwidth on one of my hobbies. Fortunately, George and Facebook keep me up to date about anything big in IndyCar.
Just the other day, I had someone ask me when the sale of Nashville Superspeedway was going to close. Admittedly, I had forgotten that the original closure date as well as the extended closure date had passed without a word. The sports-talk radio stations here hardly even discuss NASCAR, so they aren’t going to spend a lot of time talking about racing when our Tennessee Titans have been so impressive. Our local paper gave the original announcement a good deal of ink (a soon-to-be antiquated term) back in May; but there has been nary a word since.
Yesterday was Sunday December 7th. It’s a day that still probably means something to even the youngest Americans – although as time goes on, the significance of that day is softened with each generation. I was born less than seventeen years after that day. My mother was seventeen years-old in 1941 and remembers every moment as the confusing details slowly filtered into her Tennessee home that Sunday afternoon and evening. The Japanese bombing of Pearl Harbor was to my parent’s generation, what 9/11 is to ours – without the whacky conspiracy theorists of today that claim it was engineered by the US Government.
Most people have fantasized at one point or another about winning the lottery. Even if you’ve never bought a lottery ticket, you have probably allowed yourself to dream about the day that some huge unexpected windfall came your way. You’ve also probably thought about what you would do with such an obscene amount of money.
Revisions to the 2015 Verizon IndyCar rule book were released yesterday. My reaction to most of it was a leftover turkey-sandwich induced yawn. As Derrick Walker said, most of the changes were simply tidying up a few things and clarifying some definitions. There were slight changes to the manufacturer’s championship, a few things about test dates and a new way to determine pit placement at races. None of these things were really eyebrow-raising – even in the month of December.
I realize that due to the Thanksgiving holiday, I had said I would not return here until Wednesday. However, it struck me that it would be entirely appropriate to use this site to recognize a personal milestone in my life.
We fans of the Verizon IndyCar Series can be a cynical bunch. We complain a lot and many times for very good reasons. But this week, we reached a milestone that we can all be thankful for. Monday marked six months until the 99th Running of the Indianapolis 500. That means we are now closer to the next one than we are to the memorable finish we witnessed a little more than half a year ago.