(I’ve had a large rye and coke (or two)… so consider this a free spirited rant…)
I find it funny… the hard on everyone has for Robin Miller now.
How quickly they forget what a hero he was to them when he spoke out against the inheritor and his abortion league. How we all would tune in every week to “The Truth” and laugh our asses off in the chatroom, some quickly transcribing the conversation to share and discuss on the forums. He called it (and still does) like he saw it, good and bad, as it applied to both sides of the open wheel split. Those of us with free, individual thought, were able to swallow the sweet with the sour. We could cheer on his angry vitriol towards FTG and accept the same towards our own when the situation warranted.
Unfortunately our side started to make just as many if not more stupid decisions as the league, and Robin, true to form, spoke “the truth”. Even more unfortunate though is that the fanbase, growing more and more sensitive every day, couldn’t handle looking in the mirror. It wasn’t as funny when the joke was on us. (deserved or not) So, Mr. Miller became persona non grata among the rabid fanatics in the open wheel war. So reviled was the once pedestaled journalist, that they flew into a blind rage no matter what he wrote. Hell depending on who you talk to and who you listen to (key there) he is responsible for everything bad that has ever happened with Champ Car over the last 4 years.
The saddest part is that most of these people have never even met the man and couldn’t come up with a solitary thought outside of the fall in lock step group speak that is rammed down their throat daily by the “I know better” brigade.
Well I have met the man. Several times. Some of the most fun and enlightening conversations at the track have been with or around him. The one I most cherish is the day I stood in a little circle with the giants of the media room. Miller, Kirby, Phillips, Oreovicz and little ol me. (ok… not so “little”… but I digress)
The conversation was witty, and honest and brutal and informative, and well, I could only dream of having conversations like that as a wannbe motorsports writer.
Here’s what I know. Miller loves open wheel racing. He hates Tony George and what he has done to the sport, but he hates it even more that AOW is on it’s last breath, and like many of us with a pulse and half a brain, realizes that the only answer at this point is unification. (now, let me get this straight… I agree with unification, I don’t agree with the capitulation that is being passed off as such this week)
Hardcardgate last summer was a joke. Just another blackmark on the reputation of Champ Car and the amateur hour that is the team callin the shots at head office (was for all I know right now, as who the fuck knows who is still employed there at the moment)
Side thought: You don’t like what the media is writing about you? Give them something else to write about then! Control your own fucking message. You can’t control the media. It is our job to seek out the stories. To look beyond the shiny contrite press releases and discover the truth. People want the truth. People want the dirt. People want the real story.
There is a reason TMZ is so popular. Give your fucking head a shake.
back to my rant…
Contrary to what some people will have you believe, in all the times I was at the track, I never once saw Robin shunned or cold shouldered by ANYONE on pit lane or in the paddock. Quite the contrary. Hell I’ve got pictures of him with all of the major players, yukking it up, interviewing them, shooting the shit, enjoying the racing. That’s right, another myth to debunk. Robin Miller loved watching Champ Car. I stood there in pit lane, drenched to the bone, watching that mess of a race in Toronto last year, beside Miller, who was grinning like a cheshire cat, giddy like a little girl, proclaiming to me “this is one of the best races I’ve seen!” This is not a man who hates and wants to destroy champ car. This is a man that wants to save a sport that we all love, that is being destroyed by politics and egos and men who are better off sitting in a boardroom than in a paddock.
*my apologies for run on sentences and spelling mistakes… but I was on a role and to go back now and clean it up would betray the form and function of a free spirited rant!*