The March Meet is not a race, really, as much as it is a social event. It is an excuse for old guys to get together, socialize, bench race, tell stories about the old days and play with their toys. For spectators, it is about recapturing the nostalgia of lost youth, validation of the "back in my day" crowd, not about the numbers on the scoreboards or who might take home the trophy this year. The cars going down the track is just a side show, a stage piece to the larger production. That's why the stands are empty Sunday during later rounds of eliminations.
And all of this is OK. Not everything has to be the most important thing in the world. Some things can just be because they are the way they were, or the way we want to fool ourselves into thinking they were. Some things can just be fun for the sake of being fun.