I grew up at the time NASCAR was nearly unknown unless you were a “car guy”. Before the ‘79 Daytona 500 and later, cable tv with ESPN coverage, you read short, maybe a paragraph reports in the paper, and maybe if you were lucky, highlights on network tv. If you wanted stock car racing, you had to make the effort to follow it. The fight at the end of the 79 Daytona race made racing popular enough to get national attention for the sport!
Later on, ESPN put NASCAR on the map in the 80s and 90s. Their coverage was pretty good, and they did a lot of behind the scene stuff that made it very interesting for car enthusiast or bored tv viewers!
I also remember several incidents where somebody blew up or got wrecked, and had a microphone shoved in the window before they had a chance to turn on their public image!
Words got bleeped, and guys got fined for acting human on camera!
NASCAR was starting to change. Mopar and AMC had already quit, because rules were made to favor other brands and make a better show. Olds and Pontiacs became unknown, because if you didn’t have big bucks and factory support, it was much harder to be competitive.
Then the France family started to auction off tv rights and canceling races at smaller more interesting tracks to get into bigger money market areas. ESPN’s great coverage was sacrificed to network money and advertising. Long supporting fans who lived near tracks like Wilkesboro and even Darlington lost opportunities to see races so people from Chicago or California would buy t-shirts and toys. The France family turned their backs on fans, carmakers, and racetrack promoters who helped them grow so they could make more money from people who never heard of NASCAR a few years ago.
They pretty much killed my interest. I watched occasionally, but didn’t want to spend hundreds of bucks to attend pro races when $12 or $15 got you a night of local action with guys i knew.
I wasn’t a Earnhardt fan, but you still had to admit his talent made things happen. When he died, the connection to the old days died as well.
If you’re an old guy like me, and remember honest to God cars turned into racecars, and honest to God competitors who loved racing at its base level, the flavor was gone. We who raced locally called it “studio racing” or WWF Wrestling on Wheels. Most of us spent our Sunday afternoons working on racecars, not watching it.
Putting up lights and racing on Saturday night took longtime fans out of local seats for national television coverage, and us local drivers, most of us ignored it altogether.
I would never sacrifice a true friendship in order to bow to people who paid better. I got the same respect for NASCAR now that I’ve got for politicians.
7mm