Well, its a different world now and maybe I'm getting old and trying to hang on too hard to the way things used to be.
I still have the most respect for owner/driver teams that run purely on the money they earn by bringing legitmate value to their sponsors. I guess you could argue that this is being done in this case but to me that's a stretch, it mostly just seems to be an expensive hobby for a rich 22 year old.
So I'll still pull for the old school teams to knock off the "I hit the lottery and we're going to eat sushi" team. Anyway, I don't like sushi, I'll take a fish stick over that any time.
Long story coming, my best drag racing memory is the first time I got to see a TF team do in between rounds service up close. It was at the long gone Baylands track in Fremont at the Golden Gate Nationals national event they held there back in the early 80's.
Connie Kalitta's team had popped an engine pretty bad and was in a hurry to swap in a new one. It was crowded around the pit and me and my bud were right on the front row. This was back before the "super" trailers and as they worked to get the new engine ready to go in I looked around and realized they didn't have any hoist setup on the trailer and I was wondering how they were going to get the new engine in, which was complete, not just a block.
It was hot, the crew was working hard and fast under Connie's direction to be able to make the call to stage so it was pretty cool to watch. Then when they got to the point where the engine needed to go in, Connie faced the crowd and said "OK, I need some beefy guys to help us get this engine lifted in". I wasn't exactly beefy back then but was in pretty good shape so I jumped in the fray and helped lift the new bullet in place.
Second best memory, me and the same bud decide at the last minute to drive down overnight to Pomona to see the Winternationals, again early eighties. We got there on Sunday a little late but as we're walking in I thought I heard the announcer say something about Don Garlits. Don Garlits, what the heck, he hadn't run in the NHRA for several years- well we had really lucked out, this was the race where Garlits decided to show up back at the NHRA, and before the age of the internet, most people didn't know he was coming.
The NHRA had of course had pitted him way out in the middle of nowhere, but we made a beeline for that pit and again worked our way into the front row. Everyone else there had gone to 18 wheelers but Don still had a fifth wheel set up, and the sides of the trailer were plastered with AHRA record listings, no wonder they pitted him way out in the parking lot.
The trailer was also pretty short, I think it only had a 6' ceiling, but then me and my bud cracked up when we realized everyone on the crew was around 5 foot seven or so, so the short trailer worked. While they were working the crew was consuming a box of glazed donuts. Somebody had taken a bite out of one and put it back and it had big black greasy fingerprints on it (take that, sushi eaters).
As we wedged our way right to the front row, we saw the master himself was adjusting the valves on the engine. I had never seen Garlits up close, and while I knew he did most of the work on the cars himself, I was just excited to be there and said out loud to my bud in admiration "look, Big Daddy is adjusting the valves".
There were a couple of older farmers right next to us on the front row also watching, both in coveralls and farmer type caps. The one right next to me turned to me, pumped up his shoulders and said pretty harshly "of course Big Daddy is adjusting the valves, you expected something different!?" as I guess he felt I was somehow questioning the master. I avoided the ass kicking (ok, this guy was beefy) by explaining that I had no doubt in large father, I was just excited to watch him work, and he was ok with that and peace prevailed.
I know, its an era that's gone now, and its not going to be like that anymore and I should just let it go. But now I've got to jump from those memories to the thought of guys sponsored by a rich kid who dumped so much money on them that they're eating flown in sushi?
Yikes.
Paul T.