I don’t know what percentage of drag racing fans also like baseball. But I do.
Sure, I realize the leisurely pace of the national pastime is an extreme opposite of the straight-line sport’s lightning speed, sound and fury. What can I tell you? Both are winners with me.
Back in the day, during my time at the Philadelphia Daily News, I wrote about the stick-and-ball contests some (a great memory is covering part of Pete Rose’s historic 44-game hitting streak in 1978) and carried a Baseball Writers Association of America card. That granted me automatic media access to any regular-season game, anywhere. Believe me, that organization has a lot of horsepower -- we can only wish it were that way in motorsports -- even though I’m sure most members never got a whiff of nitro.
Summer, of course, is prime time on the baseball calendar. Basketball and hockey are over. Football has yet to begin. Golf remains Tiger-less. NASCAR is in the middle of its marathon. Indy and sports cars are pretty much just making laps, not waves, in terms of press and public attention.