Paul Tracy in the IRL. Not since Robby Gordon has there been a fit of pique that could have done more lasting damage to racing. And by racing I mean the lame neo-club scene that Champ Car and Indy racing have become.
Of course, the only real dirt we have on the situation comes from Robin Miller, a guy who spends a good 50% of his time at any given race in the media center telling his peers how great he is. It’s entertaining stuff in the same way as it’s entertaining watching a guy pick his nose at a stoplight and furtively eat it. But one thing Robin has going for him is that he’s one of only a handful of “legitimate” media personalities that still bothers to care about either the IRL or Champ Car, even though Champ Car yanked his hard card last season for daring to question the progress of their umpteenth “five-year plan.”
What this means is that Robin still gets guys in Champ Car to talk to him somehow. And apparently the Tracy-to-IRL thing was more than just a wild rumor cooked up by the True Faithful at a certain IRL-centric Internet community. Not much more, mind you - it was one of those stories of a guy knowing a guy who talked to a guy who represented a guy who was feeling things out - but at least it wasn’t pure fabrication (are you reading this, Sippy?).
What led up to the drastic temperature drop in Satan’s neighborhood? A classic case of Indian-giving, from what I hear. Apparently, Gerry Forsythe’s new business partner decided that Tracy’s long term contract that Forsythe wrangled with the Thrill from West Hill was about as appealing as rancid backbacon, and after one thing led to another Tracy was given what he interpreted as an ultimatum - renegotiate or get packed.
Now, while I believe that Tracy is one of the most overvalued athletes in motorsports, he is one of the few remaining links to the old CART (and the links to the old CART are basically what’s keeping Champ Car alive these days - otherwise, what use would the racing world have for the series?). My buddy John Oreovicz wrote a blog a few weeks ago when this was going down that Tracy’s departure from Champ Car would kill the series and bring about a de facto unification. I don’t buy it - if I’ve learned one thing about Kevin Kalkhoven, it’s that he’s persistent… and that he is not beholden to the CART legacy like many of Champ Car’s followers and participants are. Champ Car would have continued to slog along with brute, dull, plodding determination, Tracy or no Tracy.
But Tracy driving a car (whose derisive nickname among the Champ Car/CART cognoscenti - the “crapwagon” - was his own creation) in the IRL would certainly have meant something to the fans. Nothing exactly earth-shattering, to be fair - the Champ Car fans would have a new acronym to parade around (FPT - sounds vaguely Internetish or NASCARish, dontcha think?) and IRL fans would have another reason to believe that their series is “where it’s at” for the best of the best of American open-wheel (the examples of Sebastien Bourdais, Dario Franchitti, Juan Pablo Montoya, AJ Allmendinger and Jacques Villeneuve notwithstanding).
Thankfully for us all, equilibrium was restored at the last second - Forsythe relented, Tracy stayed, Hell enjoyed a new heat wave, and all was once again right with the open-wheel world. And by “right” I mean back to the same level of futility it was at before this brouhaha ever came to light.
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