Kyle Petty and Paula Deen related?
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I'm not sure where Tim's rub with Waltrip began. But I'm guessing things didn't smooth over much that one time when DW boastfully told Tim "Watch this, I'LL show YOU how to race."
I'm not sure where Tim's rub with Waltrip began. But I'm guessing things didn't smooth over much that one time when DW boastfully told Tim "Watch this, I'LL show YOU how to race."
Its true! And Tim had to really wrangle those free D-Dubya hats out of Ol' Boogity himself.
I know you posted somewhat tongue-in-cheek Tim. But there is ZERO similarities between the fallout over Deen's comment and KP's analysis.
Kyle's opinion on her driving vs marketing abilities and accomplishments wasn't a sexist remark. Not once did he say or even suggest in a demeaning manner that she is unsuccessful because she is a female. He said she is unsuccessful thus far because as a driver she hasnt demonstrated driving skills to match her marketing ranking. And its her marketing ranking that got her the ride not on-track proven performance. Not sexist. Just analytical.
Also, Deens remark while offensive wasnt originally said in a public forum. What she said was in private settings but then revealed in court proceedings.
Kyle better not back off his comments - nor do I think he will. He has been consistent with his opinion since she started part-time in Nationwide series a couple of years ago. Thus far, his opinion has been spot-on.
Actually, I don't begrudge her marketing ability. If ad agencies value her to help market and sell products and services, then more power to her. And if she was able to leverage her Q Score to get millions driving a race car, then good for her negotiation skills and bank account. BUT - by doing so, you are subject to the same analysis of on-track performance as any other driver. You don't get a pass just because of that high Q score. (Though she does get PASSED a lot.)
I find it funny that some of the other critics of Danica are Dale Jr. fans. Pot, meet kettle.
Having said that, I will concede an unfortunate double standard. If Darrell "Bubba" Wallace makes it to Cup, signs a big sponsorship deal, flounders about, and KP says something similar, then hell REALLY get ripped even if he approaches the analysis the same way. But thats unlikely to happen. Because Wallace would need to have a marketing recognition thats off the hook and spills over into general pop culture. Not likely to happen. Its happened to Danica and Dale Jr., but thats about it.
When I originally compiled my blog post and referenced it at RR, I took Racing-Reference at face value and assumed the Hickory race was the Buddy Shuman 250. I've found references to the track having a memorial race named for Shuman in November 1956 and November 1957.
But in looking at this post again and finding a couple of ads, it looks like track dropped the reference to Shuman and reverted back to a generic Hickory 250.
If that's the case, I'm unsure of the reason for the change. Perhaps it was because the track felt there was no longer a need for a specific memorial race after NASCAR created the annual Buddy Shuman Award in late 1957.
On the other hand, the track DID return to hosting a Buddy Shuman memorial GN race in 1959.
Just to see if I can, I've tried my hand at headline writing for my blog posts. You may have noticed I've tried to include some alliteration, rhyming words, etc. I must have been tired because I just realized how silly it read to horse collar Hickory. But I'm leaving it as is.
June 28, 1958: Starting ninth, Lee Petty wins the Buddy Shuman 250, a 250-lap, 100-mile race at Hickory Speedway in Hickory, NC. Julian Petty, Lee's brother, fielded three cars for the race. In what must have been a genuine facepalm race, none of the three had quality finishes. Possum Jones, Bob Welborn, and Ken Rush finished 19th, 27th, and 29, respectively, in the 31-car field.
Read on for more - including a little anecdote I found about Curtis Turner:
http://bench-racing.blogspot.com/2013/06/june-28-1958-lee-petty-horse-collars.html
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Charlie Glotzbach's car scrutinized at Charlotte? In 1973? And he was livid? Hmm, where have I heard that scenario before? Oh yeah - about 6 months earlier - also at Charlotte for the World 600.
http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=rnwsAAAAIBAJ&sjid=1swEAAAAIBAJ&pg=5836%2C5425782
So was it a case of the teams "fudging"? Or perhaps it was as some of the drivers contended that this was a continuation of NASCAR letting the teams know their universal truth: We're in charge. Always have been. Always will be. You need us more than we need you.
Another great column by Tom Higgins today at ThatsRacin.com . This one is about his playing low-dollar poker with many of the old-schoolers.
Higgins' Scuffs: NASCAR and poker
Earlier this week a friend who lives nearby phoned and invited me to a friendly, low-stakes card game.
Regrettably, I had to decline due to an earlier commitment.
At that moment, the thought of dealing a few brought a wave of nostalgia rushing back. My thoughts raced to the many nights during the 1960s-90s that I sat at tables with some of the NASCAR Cup Series most famous, colorful characters and played poker.
The regular cast included Hall-of-Famers Bud Moore, the team owner, and Barney Hall, who in my estimation ranks as the most knowledgeable, best motorsports radio anchor of all time.
Other regulars were driver/crew chief G.C. Spencer, super mechanic/strategist Jake Elder and transporter driver/pit gasman Henry Benfield.
Journalist/track manager Hal Hamrick sometimes joined the fun, as did Cup champions Benny Parsons and Ned Jarrett, champion team owner Nord Krauskopf, Darlington Raceway official Bill Kiser and NASCAR executives Jim Hunter and Les Richter, a pro football Hall-of-Famer. Fellow press and PR guy Bob Moore liked to take part, too. Driver J.D. McDuffie was dealt in a few times.
Early on, I was in games with three-time champion Lee Petty. Lee was a commanding presence. When he sat down Lee always loudly proclaimed, No wild cards. Stud only!
And thats the way it was. No one dared protest and raise Lees well-known wrath.
High among the things I miss most about not covering the NASCAR beat regularly is playing poker with this bunch.
It was exhilarating, even though I often lost money. Not much, since the ante was only 25 cents per man -- and betting was limited to a quarter until someone showed a pair; then it could go to 50 cents. A half-dollar bet also was allowed after the last card had been dealt.
Mostly, we played high-low, split-the-pot games in order to increase the amount of chips piled up on the tables.
My losses easily were worth taking part in the endless repartee that marked the games played in motel rooms along the Cup Series tour.
The most amusing, earthy comments came from Elder, Moore and Spencer. G.C. would compare his cards to such things as the worthlessness of a flop-eared, one-eyed, constipated mule.
Elder seemed to have an X-rated analogy to everything that developed on the table. Jake was hilarious.
Moore, a tough World War II hero who earned three Bronze Stars and five Purple Hearts as an Army sergeant in Europe, taunted his rivals with good-natured gibes.
It was Moore and Spencer who jointly nicknamed me And Two for my often ill-advised inclination to raise every bet. They still call me that.
At first, the NASCAR competitors were reluctant to let me play. Their over-the-cards conversation often included talk and gossip about situations, incidents and individuals at the tracks. They were concerned I would publish what they said.
It took only a little while for them to learn that my off-the-record promise held firm and I could be trusted completely. I feel this confidence later helped me receive insider information that I could print.
Hall, Jarrett and Parsons were the best players.
The most reckless was the millionaire Krauskopf, he of the flashy sport coats, who used his wealth to try and run opponents out of games by making the stakes too high. Richter was a close second, raising wildly on-the-come, betting a lousy hand would improve.
The unluckiest?
No contest.
It was McDuffie, a likable, soft-spoken fellow who gamely raced as an independent with minimal sponsorship and worn equipment. J.D., destined to tragically lose his life in a 1991 crash at Watkins Glen, had about as little good fortune at the card table as he did in his race car.
But one night at Darlington it seemed he could not lose, and almost every pot was a big one. When the game broke up around midnight, J.D. walked from the room with bills protruding from every pocket, including his shirt.
With the stub of a cigar clinched in his teeth, J.D. couldnt have grinned any wider if he had just won the Daytona 500.
Wonder if Buz McKim and Winston Kelly know this story. They should see if the family has any of those sand dollars to put in Cotton Owens' NASCAR Hall of Fame display.
I may just tweet them this article to encourage it.
Umm? Some of 'em? Just askin'. haha
While looking for an article to complement Tim Leeming's June 27, 1959 Bowman Gray race, I found this feature article in the Spartanburg Herald Journal .