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THE STORIES START HERE!!!
August 1999
I worked part time as a musician on weekend back when I lived in
Chicago. I
will never forget what happened a particular Saturday night at the end
of the
month.After all, it was BRISTOL.
I set my VCR as usual, so I could watch the race when I got home
from
the gig(usually around 1 AM). See, it was a play I worked and we did
two
shows on Saturday nights.
I get home. Typical Bristol race with a few cautions, but I notice
good
ol' #3 creeping up through the field even though he qualified terrible.
He
had a backstretch pit, but managed to build a good lead so if there was
a
caution he would have a cushion to work with.
The last 50 laps were NUTS. First, DW is a lap down and
accidentally
bumps T. Lab. No damage, but now T lab has to come in and get checked,
meanwhile Dale STAYS out. Green flag. now Blab blows up and the car is
on
fire. Caution with 10 to go. T LAB has gained back his ground and was
in
fourth. Comes in. Dale stays out. Green. T LAB is FLYING....catches
Dale..goes around Dale...final lap. Tlab passes for the win..wait...oh!
..Dale uses the chrome horn and spins T lab...and causing all sorts of
chaos
on the track, in the stands, and most importantly DOES take the
checkered
flag.
Here is me at FOUR in the morning:
YEAH DALE!!! WOOOOOO HOOOOO!!! ALL RIGHT!!!!!!
Five minutes later:
Knock knock knock
yes?
What the hell is going on in here(landlord)??!!!????
Uh...well...well..uh...
You know this whole NASCAR fix is getting out of hand! Did you HAVE to
watch
it tonight?!?!?!
Come in a second...
Matt rolls back the last 10 laps....
Landlord: Oh..well that was cool. Sorry about that.
Needless to say I vowed to NEVER work on Bristol night race weekend,
because
you just knew if the #3 was there, a win was ALWAYS a possibility.
Matt G.
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