The Lighter Side of NASCAR ~ What’s in a Name?… by: PattyKay Lilley

The Lighter Side of NASCAR ~ What’s in a Name?

by: PattyKay Lilley

Sometimes it’s fun to just kick back and have fun with a column, and that is what I did with this one. It gets boring sometimes just picking on NASCAR, and that is when I generally resort to the more historic aspect of the sport. What follows has a bit of historic value, though it progresses right up to “modern” times.

Over the years, a lot of nicknames have been bestowed on NASCAR drivers, some out of love and affection, and some, well…  for other reasons. Either way, I’m sure that most were earned. At one time, my alter ego, the Lady in Black dealt almost exclusively in nicknames, but hers were offered in a rather farcical way to bring some levity to her race reports. I’ll try to confine this to ones that have been commonly heard in the garage over the years

Originally, I’d thought of presenting these in the form of a quiz, but in deference to our newer fans, they’ll be presented in what hopefully will be a more informative manner. Here then, in no particular order whatsoever, is a smattering of some of the more memorable nicknames of drivers, crewmembers and tracks in NASCAR.

Because it’s my column and I can, we’ll start with seven-time Cup Champion, Dale Earnhardt, who over the years collected several nicknames, most of which were complimentary. Besides “Ironhead”, Dale was also known as “One Tough Customer”, derived from his Wrangler Jeans sponsorship, “The Man in Black”, stemming from the black #3 GM Goodwrench car and of course, “The Intimidator”, which needs no explanation.

“The King” or “King Richard” is probably the most widely known nickname in all of NASCAR, and refers of course to seven-time Cup Champion, Richard Petty. Ah, but did you know that because of winning two Daytona poles in his rookie year that Mike Skinner was affectionately dubbed, “The Emperor?” When you hear someone speak of, “The Captain”, he is referring to car owner Roger Penske.

The perhaps not so complementary nickname of “Jaws” belongs to Darrell Waltrip and was bestowed upon him over thirty years ago by fellow driver Cale Yarborough. Darrell in turn referred to Cale as “The Chicken Driver”, an allusion to car owner Junior Johnson’s involvement with Holly Farms chickens. H.A. (Howard Augustine) “Humpy” Wheeler, long-time head honcho at Charlotte Motor Speedway (Thank God they’ve gone back to calling it Charlotte) and always the consummate showman, once went so far as to bring a mounted shark to the track with a chicken placed strategically in its mouth, just to fuel the fire between the two. It was a very interesting time to be racing.

The name “Iron man” has been bestowed at various times upon Richard Petty, Terry Labonte and most recently Ricky Rudd, for long uninterrupted streaks of racing. Labonte has long been known as well as “The Iceman”, describing his imperturbable demeanor on the track.

Did you know that Buck and Buddy Baker share identical first and middle names? They are Elzie Wylie Baker Sr. and Jr., which might be an indication of why both go by nicknames. Buddy is known as well as “The Gentle Giant”, which describes the big man with the big heart very well. Two others who have earned gentle nicknames are “Gentleman Ned” Jarrett (Father of Dale, grandfather of Jason, two-time Cup Champion in his own right, and a member of the NASCAR Hall of Fame) and “Gentleman Jimmy” Hensley, the pride of Ridgeway, VA. Jimmy never accumulated big numbers in the Cup series, with his biggest claim to fame being that of qualifying the #3 GM Goodwrench Chevrolet on the pole at Martinsville when driver Dale Earnhardt was delayed in arriving at the track due to damage from Hurricane Hugo in 1989.

Long before four-time Champion Jeff Gordon became known as “Wonder Boy” or “The Kid” as he was dubbed by Dale Earnhardt, a young northern-born driver named Fred Lorenzen came south and took the Grand National (Cup series) by storm. Fred soon became known as, “The Golden Boy”, a name that alludes to him to this day. (Thoughts and prayers are with “Fast Freddie” as he endures the ravages of Alzheimer’s Disease)

The most popular driver of today, Dale Earnhardt Jr. has long been referred to as “Little E” or simply as “Junior”, but the nickname given to him by his Daddy is “Junebug.” Joe Weatherly was known throughout his career by two nicknames, “Little Joe”, for reasons of stature, and “The Clown Prince of Racing”, referring to his numerous antics, both on and off the track. Now, before I am corrected on that, Peter Golenbock, author of “American Zoom” tells us that same title had been bestowed earlier on a driver named Jabe Thomas. Jabe, whose level of fame did not rise to that of Weatherly’s, is said to have once pitted for a candy bar. A lap or two later, he drove back to the pits and handed the wrapper to his crew, explaining that he didn’t want to be a litterbug. In today’s NASCAR ranks, I’ve also heard it used to describe our own Kenny Wallace, who certainly fits the bill, but usually goes by the name of “Herman the German, derived from an old comic book character. One doesn’t even have to wonder why.

E. Glenn Roberts was known simply as “Fireball” throughout the racing world. He said the nickname came from his days as a baseball pitcher, but it was well suited to his driving style on the big tracks of NASCAR. Curtis “Pops” Turner earned the nickname not because of any fatherly image on his part but because it described the noise that his right front fender made when it met with a competitor’s left rear fender. Mr. Helton and Mr. Darby would have had a field day with “Pops!”

“Awesome Bill from Dawsonville” of course, is Bill Elliott from Dawsonville GA, who is also known as “Million Dollar Bill”, reflecting his winning of the “Winston Million” in 1985. (The “Winston Million” was offered by  series sponsor, RJ Reynolds to any driver who won at least three of the big four races in one year, the Daytona 500, the World 600 at Charlotte, the Winston 500 at Talladega and the Southern 500 at Darlington) Elliott won all but Charlotte that year.

Just as racing had a pair of gentlemen, it also boasts a pair of Misters; Mr. Excitement ~ Jimmy Spencer, whose driving style contributed much to the nickname and Mr. September ~ Harry Gant, who at age 51 won four straight races in September of 1991. (He would have made the string five, but suffered brake failure late in the race at North Wilkesboro and finished second to Dale Earnhardt)

“The Big Left Turn” was the name not too affectionately allotted to Langhorne Speedway in Pennsylvania. That mean old track was also known as, “The Track That Ate the Heroes” and that does not refer to sandwiches. Imagine if you will, a one-mile dirt track laid out in a perfect circle; no corners and no straightaways, just a constant left turn; and then imagine that you have to drive around it up to 250 times in a race. Add to that the fact that they built that little monster on swampland and underground creeks kept the surface constantly wet, except of course in the summer when the sun baked the mud dry and it developed huge cracks and crevices in the racing groove. If that weren’t bad enough, just past the start-finish line, the track took a steep downhill route, known among drivers as “Puke Alley”. NASCAR only raced there from 1949 to 1957 but that was about nine years too long for most of the drivers.

Henry Yunick, as any of my regular readers know, was called “Smokey” for most of his racing life, stemming from one of the first races he ever drove, when the old car (Motorcycle? I’ve heard it both ways)  he brought to race began smoking on the track and the announcer, unable to remember the youngster’s name, called him “Smokey” and the name stuck.

Junior Johnson was tagged “The Ronda Road Runner” in early days, alluding to the area of North Carolina that he called home and his avocation of running moonshine through “Them thar hills.” Conversely, DeWayne Lund, a man that stood 6’4″ tall and weighed some 270 pounds, was dubbed “Tiny” by someone with a sense of humor, no doubt, but he was “Tiny” for his entire racing career.

Everett Owens was known to the racing world as “Cotton” and in truth, I had to research him to learn his real name, as I’ve never heard him called anything else. “Lone Star JR” was and is Texas-born Johnny Rutherford, who more prominently figured in open-wheel racing but made several forays into the stock car ranks as well.

Crewchief “Suitcase Jake” Elder earned the name by never staying with one team long enough to settle down, but by the same token, his brief stays were welcomed by every team that was lucky enough to benefit from his knowledge. R.I.P Jake. “Duffle bag Doug” Richert arrived at his name in much the same way, but Doug is still active today, and currently serving as crew chief for young Landon Cassill. Doug was also the crewchief for Rod Osterlund’s Championship winning team in 1980, featuring a young driver named Dale Earnhardt.

David Pearson, who probably should have been near the top of the list, has been lovingly known for years as, “The Silver Fox”, an allusion to his early greying hair, but hey, he still has all of it! The title, “Master of the Restart” goes to Ron Hornaday Jr. and needs no explanation. He is simply the best. (And then came…”Rowdy” Busch)

Speaking of the best brings me to Danny “Chocolate” Myers, long-time gasman for the #3 GM Goodwrench team. I have no real idea where “Chocolate” came from, but it’s probably safe to assume that it had something to do with eating habits. Danny, now retired, is one of the sweetest and dearest men in all of racing, totally belying his large stature and gruff exterior. (Until he flashes that winning grin)

Our last character of the day was known as “The Hat Man of NASCAR.” His name is Bill Brodrick; if you don’t remember him then watch for him in Victory Lane the next time you tune into a race on ESPN Classic. He is the tall blond man that for years on end served as Winner’s Circle coordinator and assisted the drivers with donning the proper hats at the proper time for the proper photographs. (Even in the old days, sponsors could not be neglected) Bill was actually employed by Unocal 76, which used to be the “Official fuel of NASCAR”, but when that company underwent reorganization in 1998, the new regime found his position of twenty-nine years to be unnecessary and he was summarily dismissed.

That only leaves us with a few track nicknames, and though none of these is as snotty as the Langhorne track, it is safe to assume that a track does not earn a nickname unless it presents the drivers with a distinct challenge, so this is actually a list of the best.

“The Rock” aka North Carolina Speedway at Rockingham NC is the one-mile high-banked track that NASCAR saw fit to close a few years back. Under the tender care of Andy Hillenburg, she still lives and this year, hosted a Camping World Truck race.

“The Lady in Black” or “The Track Too Tough to Tame” (Sometimes abbreviated as TTTTTT):  This track of course, is that grand old Lady, Darlington Raceway in Darlington South Carolina. She was the first paved Superspeedway in NASCAR, opening her doors to racing back in 1950. Her most prestigious race, the Labor Day Southern 500, saw its last running in 2005, in the name of progress. Her remaining race now runs on the Saturday night before Mothers” Day, a weekend that NASCAR had always kept race-free.

“The Bermuda Triangle”, or more recently “The Tricky Triangle” according to the talking heads on TV, applies to Pocono International Raceway in Pennsylvania, the only three-cornered track on the circuit. This track is another that is rumored to lose at least one race soon. T

Pretty little Martinsville Speedway, located in southern Virginia, because of its long narrow shape has long been called, “The Paperclip.” This fan-friendly little half-miler was acquired a few years ago by International Speedway Corporation, which is,  simply put, the “other pocket” of the Family France, owners and dictators of NASCAR. It’s no secret that she is my favorite track on the circuit, offering a delightful combination of flat track and short track racing on both asphalt and concrete.

Finally, we come to Dover International Speedway, affectionately (Or not) known as, “The Monster Mile.” By its very name, you can tell that Dover is a one-mile oval, sporting for the last several years an all-concrete surface. That repaving earned the track another name, coming I believe from the open-wheel ranks that also race there, “White Lightning.” This track is perhaps the greatest beneficiary of the SAFER barriers, since the speeds are high and the walls used to be extremely hard and unforgiving.

That concludes our session for today. If I managed to share a name or two that you didn’t know or bring back a pleasant memory, then I am happy to have been your guide.

Be well gentle readers, and remember to keep smiling. It looks to good on you!

~PattyKay

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Article Comments

  1. Tim Leeming says:

    Nice! All this historic information in one place for future reference. Thanks, PattyKay. What a wonderful memory comes to mind when I think of Joe Weatherly. Or Jabe Thomas. Or Fireball Roberts. And Curtis Turner. My memory banks are full of “Pops” happenings. How very fortunate I have been to have engaged all of these gentlemen at one time or another and while I can’t claim “knowing” them, I did actually know them. My life as a fan has been amazing! I can’t even tell the stories because no one would believe them. Great read, as always.

    • PattyKay says:

      Thanks Tim, and you are on notice that one way or another I plan to coax those stories out of you, one by one. You have so much to say, it’s not fair not to share it. Remember, we are supposed to be passing down our history to the younger ones, not hiding our light under a bushel basket. (Apologies to Donna Fargo for that one.)

      I love digging up some of the old things, but you got to live them while I was left behind. (For our readers, we found out some time ago that Tim and I were born in the same place in NYS, he considerably later than I. His parents came south when he was still a baby. Mine didn’t. He talks pretty; I don’t. That’s what we’re joking about.
      :)

  2. JudyB says:

    I think Chocolate has a twitter account, bet if y’all asked he’d be happy to explain the name!

    I love nicknames. For awhile it seemed to be a lost art but it does seem to be making a comeback! Whether they be a term of endearment (Matt the Brat) or a gentle poking of fun (Princess Sparkle Pony) or a form of heckling (Ol’ 5-Whine), nicknames are fun. And who couldn’t use more fun in their lives? :)

    • PattyKay says:

      Probably so Judy. Don and I had lunch with Chocolate once at Martinsville, just because I knew who he was. In those days, everyone ate from the same trough. No one had caterers in the infield feeding the team food with French sauces and such. It was burgers, hots and fries at the concession stands for all.

      It was between practice sessions, not on race day, and we were sitting a few rows above the lower fence that divides the track level seats from the ones with better view. (Our Sunday seats were up by the press booth, on the aisle… always.)He came by with lunch in hand and being the shy person that I am, I hollered, “Hey Chocolate!”

      He turned to look, flashed that $million smile and came right up and sat down with us to eat lunch. Back in those days, fans and racers still interacted, and that included the crews as well.

      I’ve always had fun with nicknames. I used to do a regular column as my alter-ego, The Lady in Black, “your raving reporter.” Every once in a while, she might peek her head around the corner in here, as some folks still miss her. I have to say though, there is more than one way to get a nickname, and one way, I don’t much care for.

      All the ones I named got theirs from family, crew, fans or other drivers. In today’s all media, all the time world, that is no longer the case. Most of the “supposed: nicknames we hear on TV are not used anywhere but on TV. Some actually fall far afield of what fans and other drivers might call a person.

      “Sliced Bread?” Really? t this point in his career, stale bread might be more like it. One that bothers me terrifically is the “new” nickname for Dover… White Lightning. I did note it, but also said that it came from open-wheel, not NASCAR racing. Dover is a mean, snotty 1-mile track with banking, unlike the parade grounds that is New Hampshire, which is flat enough to retain spilled milk exactly where it fell. Dover has been the Monster Mile through all of my memory, and to me, it will always be.

      I really pray that you will never read Princess Sparkle Pony in this column. I can’t imagine what she could do that would be bad enough to prompt me to use that. When I do these lighthearted ones, I want them to be just that. Fun to read, get a laugh and a smile or two and move on.

      Thanks so much for taking the time to comment. I am so happy that you’ve become a reader and I hope you stay with me through the bad times as well as the good. :D

  3. Don Good says:

    Yep, clown prince indeed! I remember hearing Jabe Thomas interviewed on the radio in the ’70s after falling out of a race. The reporter asked Jabe what happened. Jabe replied something like, “Well, the carburetor wasn’t carburating. The radiator wasn’t radiating. And the pistons, they weren’t working either.”

    BTW, another great nickname was that of a local driver (to here in my home of Johnson City, TN), Herman “The Turtle” Beam. I know people here who knew and speak well of him. Herman’s big thing was taking care of his equipment, and often drove slow to make sure. He once fired Cale Yarborough for driving too fast. Herman was a smart guy, graduate of UNC.

    Don

    • PattyKay says:

      Don, I’m suspectin’ that if Jabe used that line, he borrowed it from somewhere at some time. I knew that joke when I was around 10, which was more than a couple turns around the sun ago… if you take my meaning. LOL

      Not sure how I managed to miss Herman in there though. He is indeed, one of our more famous nicknames. Of course, it’s different when you’re sitting at a keyboard and typing what comes into your mind, bidden or unbidden. (Gotta watch that unbidden stuff though. )

      Sadly, misspending my youth in NYS and not down here where all the action was and is, I didn’t get to watch any of the local heroes race. Mostly, I got Modifieds and some stock cars at Spencer Speedway. We saw some great racing in those days, but it wasn’t often Grand National caliber, to be sure. Saw one race on the Northern Tour, back in 1955; never saw another live until the mid 80s. All knowledge between comes from the printed word, occasional radio and those well-worn segments on Wide World of Sports.

      Thanks for stopping by, and thanks for the reminder on Herman. He was a sketch, but you had to love him. :)

  4. Dano says:

    PattyKay,
    Love the ROSE. It reminds me of the old times.
    Speaking of old times and nicknames.I think Junior Johnson was also called The WILD MAN from Wilkes County.
    I also remember when Winston was the major sponsor.
    We called it THE WINSTON CUP. That is when they Raced not have PARADE LAPS.
    Speaking of The Winston Million do you remember the nicknames of the four tracks?

    The Richest – Daytona
    The Longest – World 600
    The Fastest – Talladega
    The Toughest – Darlington

    Keep Writing,
    Dano

    • PattyKay says:

      Hey there Dano! Welcome back. I thought you quit me. I can’t tell if you’re around if you don’t stop to say hello ya know.

      By Jove, I think it might have been you that asked about my little rose some time back. I had the gif file for it, but I want to tell you, with the program I’m working with here, it’s more than just a click to get that pesky little thing where I want it. Have to show off my knowledge and go play in the HTML to make it show up after my name rather than in some random corner of the page. However, it’s worth it if it makes folks happy. That’s always my aim.

      Junior had a ton of nicknames, from the Last American Hero… thank you Thomas Wolfe… to the Terror of Ingle Hollow, and all points in-between. Love Junior Johnson, to this day!

      Yes Dear Heart, I knew the four tracks but I wouldn’t call those nicknames exactly; they were more the reason the track was chosen to be a part of the Winston Million.

      I shall keep writing if you keep reading. :D

  5. Dag gummitt PK,just when I think you can’t top an article yo go and do it!Thanks again for reminding all of us OFs for being around during the best NASCAR days.Again,well done!

    • PattyKay says:

      Buddy, so nice to hear from you and I’m glad you enjoyed this one. I do so enjoy ones like this, but it’s the others that “sell newspapers” as they said back when racing was real and fun. Thanks for taking the time to comment. Always much appreciated. :)

  6. Vivian says:

    Hey Patty Kay,

    Great read as usual. When someone mentions nicknames, being from CA I immediately think of Swervin’ Irvan. Ernie got that name at Stockton Speedway in CA and though some of the media mentioned it from time to time, it never really was used that much in Nascar. I have been referring to Logano as stale or now unsliced bread. I think each of us have pet names for a lot of drivers. Of course, some of those names are better left unsaid or unwritten!

    Thanks again for keeping memories alive and helping us hand them down. By the way, what is your favorite for yourself?

    • PattyKay says:

      Thanks for the kind words Vivian and of course, for stopping by to comment. Sorry about Ernie, but if I remembered them all, the column would have run over until tomorrow. LOL

      I’ve used that “Stale Bread” analogy a couple times my own self. Sounds like something the Lady in Black might have coined, doesn’t it?

      A favorite nickname for me? I do just fine with PattyKay, the one my Mom hung on me all those years ago. Since then, folks have called me lots of things, only a few of which are printable on a family-friendly board. I’m sure you understand. :D

      I’ve become quite used to it shortened to only PK. The Internet and lazy typists will do that for ya. Aside from that, The Lady in Black is still acceptable because, we are very close, after all. ~LOL~

  7. Brings back a lot of memories. You left off two of my favorites. One is the Cat in the Hat and Front Row Joe. I don’t need to tell anyone who they are. Great article.

    • PattyKay says:

      Hi Jerry and thanks for coming. I’d miss you if you didn’t. Sorry about your favorites, but I sometimes am chided about my “long” articles as it is. As I told another reader, if I put them all in there, the column would run through tomorrow… and I wish it had, because I have nothing in the bank for tomorrow. :(

  8. Dennis Andrews says:

    I have heard Mr. L.O. Stanley call Curtis Turner “Lead Foot” and of course my personal favorite “Winding Wayne”.

    • PattyKay says:

      Welcome Dennis! So glad you found your way here. I wouldn’t doubt for a minute that someone would call Curtis “Pops” Turner “Leadfoot”, but in honesty, the driver I have always heard called that is Buddy Baker.

      Yes, I would have guessed that Winding Wayne might be your favorite. For anyone reading, Dennis is the son of the legendary “Winding Wayne Andrews”, who is also a member here at RacersReunion.

      Thanks for taking the time to comment Dennis, and please, don’t be a stranger on the Home Page. We “try” hard to have something new here every weekday. Occasionally we fail, but I’m working hard on that. :D

  9. Greg Maness says:

    A couple of sorely-missed Tennessee gentlemen drivers were Clifton Burton “Coo Coo” Marlin and Conrad “Connie” Saylor … I always heard “Coo Coo” came about because he couldn’t say “Clifton” when he was a child .. and “Connie” is obvious, I guess. … … One year (late 70s) after a Firecracker 400 at Daytona we were hanging out in the garage (as fans could do in those days) and I was talking with Coo Coo when Connie (who had fallen out early that day, but apparently hung around to watch the rest of the race) came walking up and hollered, “COO COO!! What were you doing stoppin’ in MY pit?!?” … to which Coo Coo replied, “Well, I was just bein’ neighborly!” … and Connie said, “Well, if I’d-a known you were comin’ I’d-a fixed you a ‘nanner sandwich!!” … … … Y’all reckon Matt Kenseth ever “fixed a ‘nanner sandwich” for Ryan Newman??

    • PattyKay says:

      Thanks for stopping by to comment Greg. That’s a funny story that I don’t believe I’ve heard before. Guess that proves that even those of us older than dirt can still learn. Appreciate the giggle! :D

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