Woody: Elliott An Awesome Ambassador, Too
Larry Woody | Senior Writer
Nashville – The first time I met Bill Elliott was in the early 1970’s as I was speeding down a California turnpike one Sunday morning on my way to cover a race at Riverside Raceway.
Up ahead I noticed a car on the side of the road, hood up, steam spewing out. Two men were standing beside the car and as I whizzed past I recognized one of them – Benny Parsons, a popular driver and a long-time friend.
I stopped and backed up.
“You know it’s not your day,” Benny said as he climbed in, “when your rental car blows on the way to the track.”
He nodded at the skinny carrot-topped kid who had hopped into the back seat: “Meet Bill Elliott from down in Georgia. He plans to race someday and he’s traveling with me to some of the tracks.”
Last Sunday Bill was at Fairgrounds Speedway to watch his 14-year-old son Chase run a CRA event. We talked about that first meeting, how the years have flown by, how much we miss Benny and all other greats in the sport.
Also on hand was Kyle Busch – the talented but troubled young driver who represents NASCAR’s Generation X.
I was struck by the difference: the affable Elliott and the belligerent Busch, who creates an aura of tension wherever he goes.
Maybe I’m just getting old and forgetful, but I don’t recall past generations of drivers having such behavior problems. Oh, Darrell Waltrip would spout off now and then but it was generally good-natured and mischievous, and Dale Earnhardt could act rough and gruff but he too generally had a twinkle in his eye.
Cale Yarborough was a bulldog on the track but delightful company when the engines were turned off. Ditto for Buddy Baker, Bobby and Donnie Allison, Harry Gant, Richard Petty, David Pearson, Parsons, Ricky Rudd, Ken Schrader, Sterling Marlin, Rusty Wallace, Dale Jarrett and most all of the old gang.
I don’t know if the younger generation is too rich or too spoiled or too what, but they’re definitely different.
I think that’s one reason why Mark Martin remains such a fan favorite – he’s a likable link between the sport’s yesterday and today. Elliott, too, continues to race on a part-time basis and remains just as popular – and classy – as he was in his heyday.
It was fun hanging out and chatting with Elliott the other day. It was a refreshing reminder of how things used to be back when you could talk to a driver without making an appointment through a PR handler, or have to worry about getting your head bitten off by some over-paid prima donna barely out of his Pampers.
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