Monday
Infield Tailgate
Pontiac 400, May 6, 1998
Richmond International Raceway, Infield Seating
My brother in law had infield passes so we loaded up the truck and pulled into the infield. My first time seeing a race from this vantage point. The infield in Richmond sit down below the race surface in the corners as it is a banked track. You really get an appreciation for how high the bank is when looking at it from the bottom.
Pre race they trot all the drivers around one by one in convertible cars. A few driver draw loud applause like Dale Earnhardt, Rusty Wallace and Mark Martin. Jeff Gordon was reigned on with boos. Almost to the point that it was uncomfortable. Today, Gordon has lost that crybaby label. Many other new drivers have taken the whiners torch passed on to them .
There was a wood photographer platform constructed at the end of Turn 1. After being around the fence for hours a photographer asked my son if he wanted to come up on the tower with him. He did and also go to witness a Jeff Gordon wall rub/crash in that corner. The same crash photo appeared on the front page of the local Sunday paper the next day. The photo was taken by the guy who took my son up on the tower.
Results:
Terry Labonte
Dale Jarrett
Rusty Wallace
Ken Schrader
Mark Martin
Wednesday
Wailers No Marley
The Wailers, June 4, 2008
Innsbrook Pavilion, GA
I already seen the Wailers some about 8 years earlier. It was an OK show. The year prior I took the family to Jamaica. The oldest boy got into Bob Marley (and probably some of the habits that go along with liking Bob Marley. So I offered to take him to see the Wailers.
I guess he was excited. The band came on. A few of the songs were old Wailers staples. It really wasn't a good show but I did not want to disappoint him so pretended to have a good time.
Near the end I asked him how they sounded. He said they suck. I asked him if he wanted to leave early before the encore. He turned and started walking towards the exit without even answering.
Innsbrook Pavilion, GA
I already seen the Wailers some about 8 years earlier. It was an OK show. The year prior I took the family to Jamaica. The oldest boy got into Bob Marley (and probably some of the habits that go along with liking Bob Marley. So I offered to take him to see the Wailers.
I guess he was excited. The band came on. A few of the songs were old Wailers staples. It really wasn't a good show but I did not want to disappoint him so pretended to have a good time.
Near the end I asked him how they sounded. He said they suck. I asked him if he wanted to leave early before the encore. He turned and started walking towards the exit without even answering.
Stanley Cup FINALS Game 4
Chicago Blackhawks v Philadelphia Flyers, June 4, 2010
Wachovia Center, Sec 217 Row 15
This season the Flyers needed an OT shootout in the final game of the year just to secure a playoff spot.
Then they proceeded to take a couple series to 7 games before advancing.
We traveled into town in a pick up, set up a tent along the fence at Broad Street, unloaded the cooler, stereo and Molson Canadians and settled in for a 4 hour tailgate. A few hours later a guy pulled up with his truck, opened the doors and started cranking Sirus radio. Now I'm a huge fan of Sirius but tonight was a night for local radio. The rock stations were here, the atmosphere was Philly all the way this 40 year old teenager with a jacked up pickup, amp and sub woofers overtakes the entire section with satellite radio.
I had a life size blow up Stanley Cup hanging in the tent. A local ESPN radio channel came and took photos for their website. They ended up never posting any Stanley Cup Final pix.
We went inside and sucked up the atmosphere. CBC had their broadcast team had a stage set up at one of the entrances. I'm a huge fan of Hockey Night in Canada so I was like a little kid watching them.
The national anthem was electric. American TV usually runs commercials during national anthems. Canadian TV celebrates the moment. Lauren Hart did a rendition of God Bless America. I never heard this barn so loud.
So the ends, the Flyers tie up the series. The place erupted. The eruption carried out into the concourse and into the parking lot. After we came down the huge escalator we were still wandering around not wanting to leave. I looked up at the escalators banks and noticed no one was on them. People were hanging over the railing from the top level and from the luxury suite level yelling and chanting.
Then it occurred to me. The security guard at the top stopped a single guy in a Blackhawks jersey and allowed the escalator to clear. Then they sent him to the wolves by making him lead the crowd down the escalator. The place went nuts booing and cursing at the guy. I felt no remorse. The mob ate this guy up.
Wachovia Center, Sec 217 Row 15
This season the Flyers needed an OT shootout in the final game of the year just to secure a playoff spot.
Then they proceeded to take a couple series to 7 games before advancing.
We traveled into town in a pick up, set up a tent along the fence at Broad Street, unloaded the cooler, stereo and Molson Canadians and settled in for a 4 hour tailgate. A few hours later a guy pulled up with his truck, opened the doors and started cranking Sirus radio. Now I'm a huge fan of Sirius but tonight was a night for local radio. The rock stations were here, the atmosphere was Philly all the way this 40 year old teenager with a jacked up pickup, amp and sub woofers overtakes the entire section with satellite radio.
I had a life size blow up Stanley Cup hanging in the tent. A local ESPN radio channel came and took photos for their website. They ended up never posting any Stanley Cup Final pix.
We went inside and sucked up the atmosphere. CBC had their broadcast team had a stage set up at one of the entrances. I'm a huge fan of Hockey Night in Canada so I was like a little kid watching them.
The national anthem was electric. American TV usually runs commercials during national anthems. Canadian TV celebrates the moment. Lauren Hart did a rendition of God Bless America. I never heard this barn so loud.
So the ends, the Flyers tie up the series. The place erupted. The eruption carried out into the concourse and into the parking lot. After we came down the huge escalator we were still wandering around not wanting to leave. I looked up at the escalators banks and noticed no one was on them. People were hanging over the railing from the top level and from the luxury suite level yelling and chanting.
Then it occurred to me. The security guard at the top stopped a single guy in a Blackhawks jersey and allowed the escalator to clear. Then they sent him to the wolves by making him lead the crowd down the escalator. The place went nuts booing and cursing at the guy. I felt no remorse. The mob ate this guy up.
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