Opening Day in Cincinnati is special and has been for decades. The energy level on Reds Opening Day is through the roof. So I can’t believe Findley Market is changing it next year and that the expect the fans to accept it. How can you have a Reds true opening day without the opening day parade? It is a tradition not just a one time event. Change is not always a good thing when tradition is envolved.
It’s Opening Day in Cincinnati Reds Country! And that is a big deal! People camp out in freezing cold weather just to get tickets for the game. Rain, sleet, snow, or record temperatures in either direction will not keep people away from the Opening Day Parade. It might be one of the only sell out games of the season but Opening Day is a tradition. And everybody has their own Opening Day tradition, even this Southern Belle. Today this Southern Belle is wearing red!
16) Over the past few years I have picked up an obsession for purchasing cookbooks and aprons.
17) I discovered I really like the taste of champagne, especially peach, this year. (Something I tried for my 30th Birthday)
18) I am fascinated by the Civil War and love Antebellum homes.
19) If I’m in Nashville the Grand Ole Opry is a must for me. I love the tradition of the Opry.
20) I think you are never too old to go to Disney World!
I love NASCAR and have for over ten years now. I will never forget the turning point for me. I had watched NASCAR off and on for a few years and if you asked me who my favorite driver was I would say “Jeff Gordon”. Then Dale Earnhardt Jr came along and I just thought he was dreamy. But even then I was not hooked. February 18th, 2001 changed that forever. I watched on TV the wreck that happened in the final turn on the final lap. I heard Darrell Waltrip speak those mesmerizing words, “God I hope Dale is okay”. And later I heard those words spoken that no NASCAR fan wanted to hear, “Dale Earnhardt was the father of four”. “Was” not “is”. He was gone, the biggest figure in the sport had died and I had never taken the time to really watch him drive, to see him in his glory.
I remember watching all the events of the week in awe. I couldn’t get enough of them; I was drawn in my Dale Earnhardt’s death. I tuned in the next week and cried when Dale Jr wrecked on the first lap and cried even more when Steve Park won the rain delayed Rockingham race on Monday afternoon. I probably went through two boxes of tissues that week with all the tears I cried. I was starting to get hooked but was not there yet. Then came July 7th, 2001, a Saturday night race in Daytona, the first time back at the track since Dale’s death. This is the race that changed me forever. I watched in amazement all night as Dale Jr raced through the field. And just when everyone was counting him out, with his restart position after a late race caution. But Dale Jr was determined that night and he had a newly winged angel on his side. When that red number eight car took the checkered flag with Michael Waltrip pushing it, the tears poured and I was hooked forever. Dale Earnhardt Jr overcame so much there that night and I was amazed at how he did it.
Today I still love NASCAR and I still like Dale Earnhardt Jr but the sport is changing and I’m not sure if I like the direction it is taking. There is one reason and one reason only that has me questioning NASCAR’s future, and that reason goes by the name of Danica Patrick. In my opinion she is single-handedly ruining the sport. I know as a female fan I should like the fact that a female driver is turning so many heads and making so much progress, but I don’t. And yes if it was a different female drive I may feel differently but I doubt it. For me what I love best about NASCAR is its tradition. I love the fact that there are a few families that have been around since the start of NASCAR and they continue to be active in the sport in some form. I like the tradition of “Gentleman Start Your Engines”, can’t say that with “her” in the field.
I know times are changing; they have been ever since the death of Dale Earnhardt, but at least after his death the tradition continued. As much as I love NASCAR and its tradition with “her” in the field I have a hard time being the fan I once was. To me the sport will not be the same till she is gone from it, and I don’t know if that is happening anytime soon.