Wake Up The Echoes

The line "wake up the echoes", as almost everyone from the northern part of Indiana would recall, is a lyric from the Notre Dame Victory March. The line is set within a stanza implores one to recall and revive the glories past;

Cheer, cheer for old Notre Dame, 

Wake up the echoes cheering her name, 

Send a volley cheer on high, 

Shake down the thunder from the sky.

Growing up where I did, Notre Dame football and the Indianapolis 500 once held an unparalleled significance in both long-standing tradition and celebration on an annual basis. I still see similarities with this sentiment and the opening day at IMS.

Opening day of 500 practice reminds us of a few things that acknowledge time and place; another year has ticked by, we have indeed survived another winter (which for Northern Indiana tends to be a bleak and oppressive 4 months), the optimism of spring is well and truly beset around us, the greening of the landscape signals the onset of more comfortable climes, and the quickening of pace to all things Indiana, especially the cars at Indy. My recent visit to the Indycar Grand Prix followed by this opening day also has awoken my restful desire to write here again. 

After being at IMS this past weekend, I appreciate how I find something special each visit there. Whether recalling specific visits or events past, or how the physical grounds and surroundings change over the years, or a mixture of people, time, and place, each visit seems unique and never repetitive. This past weekend I was not only engrossed with the racing, but also noticing what's new around the track and in the museum.

Of special note to me was the A.J. Foyt exhibit in the museum and the demolished Lola tub on display that had been saved from his horrific crash at Road America in 1990. It takes very little imagination to see what damage was done to his body in that crash.

While presented as a testament to his incredible toughness and desire to return to racing following that crash, I am also reminded of how incredibly dangerous this endeavor is, despite the ongoing improvements to safety. Maybe it's my steadily advancing age, or the fact that I'll be attending my 30th Indy 500 this year, or that I've been following the sport for around 40 of my 49 years, but the fragility of life in the profession of Indycar racing seems all the more apparent now. In light of the length of my Speedway history, Hinchcliffe's crash still seems like yesterday to me.

There is that dark and rarely officially discussed thread of mayhem and death woven into the history of the Speedway and while there is no need to glorify it, I also feel it quite important and well overdue to more suitably, publicly, and solemnly honor, via a permanent museum place or exterior monument, all those (fans included) who have given their lives from the events within the confines of the Speedway.

There really needs to be no shame in doing so, I feel. The drivers all eagerly acknowledge this risk in trade for thrills, riches, and glory. To publicly exhibit some condolence to those who were far less fortunate seems a fitting and necessary counter-balance to the weight of glory.

Many acknowledge a 'spirit of the Speedway' that they experience when visiting. While difficult to substantiate in a logical way, I've felt it as well nearly every visit. I don't think it a stretch to consider that something well beyond our understanding may be 'touching' our psyche in those moments and to me, it feels as if it is from those who are gone.

Hokey-sounding perhaps, but I can assure you something I've experienced, and not imagined. 

So before I succumb to the annual rites of celebration and 'shaking down of the thunder' that arrive with my annual trip to the Speedway for the Indy 500 weekend, I'm feeling the need to take a moment today, this opening day at IMS, in solemn reflection of those whose lives were forever altered or mortally concluded at the Speedway. 

If nothing else, I'll take those moments when they come (much like today) to consider the lives lost at the speedway and extend into the sky/universe a solemn acknowledgement of their sacrifice.

 

Lead, Follow, or Get Out of the Way

There is an axiom that floats about the business world, "people will tell you what they want, if you just listen to them". The most successful salespersons and businesses shut up and listen, examine that information, and then figure out how to best provide it.

Today the Formula 1 drivers Association also took their concerns to F1 via an open letter to the ownership and directors of that sport, expressing a desire to see better stewardship of the sport with regard to long-term vision and plan. It all sounded so familiar. I even mentally inserted "Indycar" anywhere the words "F1" appeared with very little difference in consistency with issues known in Indycar for decades.

I thought to myself, 'here's yet another example of how Indycar has lead the world of autosport by 10 to 20 years'. We've been dealing with a sport whose organization can be characterized by the public as insular, short-sighted, lacking vision, and reactive since the late 1970s and especially so since the mid-1990s.

The good news for Indycar is, that is a bit farther up the road in dealing with a business 'contraction' than F1 or even NASCAR. The bad news is that the progress has come in fits and starts and is always much slower than the customer would like to see. It also comes at a time when it competes with ever-more diversions for the public, never less.

So how is it then, that a company can be perceived to be so aloof, especially when the lifeblood of its existence (sponsorship and broadcasting rights monies), is based on having eyeballs and ears on the product?

As we draw ever-nearer to the incredibly massive landmark 100th Indianapolis 500 Mile Race, we again are reminded so vividly of a sport that has been extremely adept at holding up it's super-speedway, golden era (early 1960s to mid-1970s) as the hallmark of it's existence and implying a parallel with the modern day. Those who have lived long enough to have seen those days with our own eyes and ears, always bristle at the comparison and rightly so. The sport today resembles so little of that Golden Era. The fact that we STILL gush more about the innovation of 1961 Cooper Climax, or the 1967 Paxton STP turbine, a full 50 years later than we do about the one that won just 11 months ago, or even two weeks ago, I've always found to be quite telling.

F1 has also been good at holding itself up as the pinnacle for newest and most innovative technologies for decades. It some ways it actually has, but as for the management of the sport, it's still shows a heritage with the Draconian-types of the industrial age. 

At one time, the production auto industry used autosport as a working laboratory for development of better machinery to be translated into the passenger vehicle. Now it appears a new day is dawning in the automotive industry where technology is rapidly changing the mobility vehicle and how we engage with it. Likewise, there is an opportunity to examine those changes and see how autosport can incorporate them into their future.   

I'm reminded of that famous phrase, uttered in front of a shiny, new 'K-car' c. 1981.

I'm not sure if he originated the phrase, but I recall quite clearly for well over 30 years now, Lee Iacocca, then President of Chrysler, making that quote famous via his television ads for the 'new Chrysler Motor Company' - "In this business, you lead, follow, or get out of the way." 

At the time, the car company was attempting to emerge from a terrible recession and bring a new philosophy, optimism, and ambition to the fore. It was a successful campaign in many ways although it didn't solve all of the ills that plagued the company or the industry as a whole.

Autosport is still a reflection of that industry in many ways, especially by being tied so closely to the worldwide auto industry for obvious reasons, but I think the future will hold that the sport who was able to show the ability to listen to all voices of interest (not merely a few select ones), establish a forward-thinking and relevant vision, a clear plan to achieve it, and provide the product that people will demand in the future, will be the most successful. 

Even at it's relative nadir, Indycar can still be a player in that game. Once the celebrations, revelry, and nostalgia of the landmark 100th Indy 500 end, I believe strongly that a new era must begin. One that is bold, exciting, invigorating, and isn't afraid to be something innovative.

"Fear can hold you prisoner, hope can set you free" is the promotional tagline from one my favorite movies, "The Shawshank Redemption", which was adapted from Stephen King's Different Seasons group of novellas. Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank Redemption represents the season of Spring and is also subtitled, "Hope Springs Eternal".

The character of Ellis "Red" Redding in that story cautions the reader (through a dialogue with the optimistic protagonist Andy Dufresne) that "Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane". Later, however, in reply, the character of Andy Dufresne states, "Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies".

I still hold out hope that Indycar can be the pinnacle of modern autosport it was.

I hope I'll be able to make it to that day.

I hope to be there and shake my Indycar friends' hands. 

I hope that Indycar will be as incredible as it has been in my dreams.

I hope.

There, Now Don't You Feel Better?

I don't know about you, but I always feel better after the first Indycar race of the season. 

The Firestone Grand Prix of St. Petersburg has really grown on me as the season opener. The first Indycar race is always an indicator (especially here in Northern Indiana) of the impending warmer days and excitement to come.

Even just seeing the race logo is a warming and welcome sight after surviving another 'character-building' season of a Great Lakes winter.  


Several years ago, written in my now-defunct personal all-purpose blog, I noted how much I enjoy this time of year, not only for the budding and greening of my environment, but also with a great run following the sports that I enjoy most - Indycar season opener, the NCAA basketball tourney, more Indycar, The Masters, The Kentucky Derby, and the Month of May all together is really a great way to emerge from the hibernation I've been in most of the winter months (especially when I'm also quite busy with my kids who are competitive swimmers and their season runs from September through March).

At any rate, I found this latest version of Indycars racing at St. Pete was quite satisfying.

Like a sort of homecoming - seeking comfort in experiencing a range of emotions from seeing all of the things that you've come to rely upon every year:
- ABC performing up to their typical levels (with Bestwick well-exceeding that standard despite being under the weather).
- A-bumpity-tip-tap we go through turns 1, 2, and 3 of lap one.
- Somebody suffers a cut tire on lap one.
- A solemn nod to Dan Wheldon.
- Somebody makes Turn 4 into a confetti-shower of carbon fiber.
- Marco unsuccessfully divebombs someone into turn one and ruins his own day.
- Penske dominates the first race weekend.
- Fans watching on TV are reminded how many damned ads they'll be seeing even in side-by-side mode.
- Some drivers take umbrage with other drivers because of something on track.
- Ultimately drivers and fans all getting their race-legs under them for the season.

In a typical year, I'd have made predictions for the season by now. This year, I don't feel the need to prognosticate. I'm just going to sit back and see how it all unfolds. Last year gave us a great deal of (mostly) on-track drama. Too much on the injurious side however, so here's to hoping for a much safer 2016 season that gives us the racing action and drama that we all crave.

Oh alright, fine. I'll make one prediction with a big qualifying statement - Indycar, provided that management stays unobtrusive for all of the right reasons, will enjoy another year of solid growth and the racing gods will see to it that the 100th Indy 500 will give us something rather spectacular and remind us again why we endure the hardships of this sport.

(c) 2016 Indycar

OK Phoenix, you're next. I couldn't be happier about you hosting Indycars again.

Let's see what you've got...