Aug/Sept 2000
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by Tony Marx
One doesn't go to Brainerd exclusively to watch the races though. The best place to watch is still at home on the couch. You will not miss a turn from that vantage point. The reason you go to Brainerd is to smell the race fuel as you wander through the pits and to marvel at the wall of shredded Dunlops, some with rocks the size of pennies embedded in them after the racer returned through the pit area following a hot lap. You go to watch as hour after hour some guy with a mullet cut and no shirt races his R1 through the bumpy infield at 50mph with a cooler strapped on back, eagerly waiting for him to at least drop a few cans of beer. To sit around a camp fire with your friends recalling stories from the summer's latest rides. You go experience an AMA race weekend.
Mladin's response included the words liar and dickhead. There were rumors that the two teams had been flying fingers back and forth that weekend. Kocinski was impressive, qualifying in pole position and setting a new track record, though I don't know if it lasted through the weekend. Both Ducatis fragged their rear tires during the race. Steve Rapp's flew apart in super fast turn one, smashing the shock reservoir, flattening one of the exhaust pipes, and holing the bikes tail section.
Looking back it was a good weekend even if it was missing a little bit of character compared to years past. A weekend of motorcycle racing at Brainerd International Raceway is still worth the price as long as you buy your tickets in advance at the discounted price. Despite my earlier comments and even without Gary Rothwell around (I really wanted to see him again) it's way better than a weekend on the couch.
M.M.M. |
* This article originally
appeared in the Aug/Sept
2000 issue of Minnesota
Motorcycle Monthly.