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No green and no peanuts no longer the rule
By Tom Higgins
Joe Weatherly was angry and adamant that September week in 1962.
Bob Colvin was just as fiery and forceful.
"I won't run the race!" stormed the colorful Weatherly. "And you can't make me!"
"You will run," shot back Colvin. "And I can make you. We have a handshake deal!"
At issue was the 13th annual staging of the Southern 500 at Darlington Raceway in South Carolina, which at that time was NASCAR's supreme event.
Weatherly's problem was with the No. 13. The former motorcycle racing champion, who was en route to two straight major NASCAR stock car titles in 1962 and '63, simply loathed the numeral.
Colvin, the colorful president of the Darlington track, hated to give in. But he saw a way out that would appease Weatherly.
The Southern 500 of 1962 was renamed. It became "The 12th Renewal Of The Southern 500."
Weatherly got to race.
Colvin saved face.
All this comes flashing back to mind because a pal in racing, Ray Kilgore, asked me the other day to share anecdcotes about drivers and crewmen and team owners who had superstitions.
"There don't seem to be many of them nowadays," said Ray.
You know, it seems that's true. Maybe it's because the competitors of this era are too busy checking their stock portfolios, the lastest high-tech toy available for their cushy motor homes or how high and how fast their private jet planes will fly.
"None of these present-day guys seem superstitious," said hall-of-fame crew chief and engine builder Waddell Wilson, who maintains a tie to the sport as a consultant after fielding so many major winners in the 1960s-'80s for drivers such as David Pearson, Cale Yarborough, Benny Parsons and Buddy Baker. "Maybe that's 'cause they've got so much.
"But decades ago..."
Wilson laughed.
"A lot of them, heck most of 'em, were nuts when it came be being superstitious," continued Wilson.
"David Pearson is as good a friend as I have got in the world, but he hated the No. 13, black cats and peanuts in the garage area or the pits. I've seen him absolutely become livid about someone bringing peanuts in the garage and shelling them.
"Also, David pretty much confirmed to me that he drove 25 miles out of the way to get to the track at Charlotte one time 'cause a black cat ran across the road in front of him.
"Dale Earnhardt is another one that went nuts - again forgive the pun - about peanuts in the pits. He would go ballistic. Of course, this highly amused Dale's best friend, Neil Bonnett, who on frequent occasions always seemed to have some peanuts around."
For many years green cars also were taboo in NASCAR.
Why? There are as many theories as exist about peanuts.
For whatever reason, it was not a happy day when the new pairing of driver Darrell Waltrip and team owner Junior Johnson revealed that their Mountain Dew sponsorship would field a car with a green and while paint scheme.
"It looks like a damn Christmas tree!" groused NASCAR veteran Elmo Langley. Langley later relented, a little, when he drove a green and white race car, and then the NASCAR pace car before his untimely death of a heart attack during a NASCAR event in Japan.
I knew that NASCAR’s great stars of several decades ago were superstitious.
But I never realized the depth of their belief in the occult until talking to my boyhood friend Waddell Wilson this week.
“There were a few of ‘em, including Pearson and Dick Hutcherson, that would visit fortune-tellers in local towns a night or two before a race.” said Wilson.
"They never shared with me what they were told, and to tell, the truth , I didn’t want to find out.”
But to end this column let’s go back to Joe Weatherly.
In 1964 the incredibly talented, colorful Virginian was running for his third straight major NASCAR championpionship with the great Bud Moore-owned team of Spartanburg, S.C. On the 86th of 185 laps at the Riverside Road Course in California, Weatherly hit the wall. He apparently died on impact.
Superstition?
Some friend had owed Weatherly $100.
Just prior to the start of the race, the friend had given Weatherly two $50 bills, which Joe stuck in the pocket of his driver’s uniform. They were there when he died.
To this day, most NASCAR drivers refuse to accept $50 bills.
September 19, 2007 in Racing | Permalink
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Ilove these stories Tom, keep em comming.
Posted by: Bob Singell | Sep 19, 2007 8:59:19 PM
Tom
We all miss "characters" like my cousin Little Joe, but as a former racing family we still support other current families. My 80 years young mother (Weatherly family) currently pulls for my neighbor's son Denny Hamlin.
Tom listen to Denny when he tries to "earn respect". Reminds me of some of our best drivers in the past you're helping us remember.
THANK YOU
Denny's Winterpock Neighbor
Posted by: blueskyfarm | Sep 20, 2007 9:40:37 AM
excellent!! this column was fun, and very familiar! you have supersticions at the local tracks too! when i was a kid we never took peanuts to the race track, that was a no-no, it was believed to cause your drive to flip his car!! would you do another column? have drivers/owners fess up to theirs!! would be intersting reading!
Thanks for listening!!
Posted by: wanda | Sep 20, 2007 2:10:38 PM
Tom,
There used to another superstition that has gone away, and that was a car number that read the same upside down as it did right side up was very unlucky. Like for example the number "88"!
We'll have to wait and see.
Charlie from Florida
Posted by: Charlie from Florida | Sep 20, 2007 2:33:33 PM
Seeing the picture of Fireball and Joe reminded me of my youth in central Georgia in the late 50's and early 60's. We used to gather the race posters off telephone poles after the race weekends and wallpaper our rooms at home with them. There were no reliable radio broadcasts in those days, so we had to wait for the Atlanta papers to come on Monday for the race results. I remember the deathwatch for Fireball, and how we wondered if anyone could ever replace him in the hearts of the fans. It wasn't long before King Richard showed up, along with the Allisons, Pearson, Cale, and all the others, to answer the question for that generation of fans. NASCAR is way different now, but the legacy still means a lot to many of us old timers. Thanks for reminding me of simpler days, maybe not better, but much simpler for sure.
Posted by: Gene Brannen | Sep 20, 2007 10:48:12 PM
Great Post Tom ;
I remember back in the early 60's as a young teen visiting for a few weeks, each summer with my Uncle Jim who lived in Lambeth Ont. CA. He would take us to Deleware Speedway out side London Ont. CA and the owners gave every person driving into the race track a freshly roasted bag of either "spanish peants" or "virginia nuts".
They track owners at that time was a family who had many "nut shop's" in the area where they roasted the nuts each and every day.
But what is strange, you could not "buy" any nut product at the track, cause the drivers had them "outlawed" because of the "southern racers" old superstition.
Ron
Posted by: Trucker | Sep 21, 2007 1:57:03 PM
Nice post, Tom. I don't think it's died away altogether. There's always a lucky penny taped to the dash, or a kids verse story. Athletes, are athletes and people. And, people always have something for luck and superstitions.
Posted by: Keith | Sep 21, 2007 9:54:36 PM
As one of Irish descent, it pains me to tell it but the aversion to the color green is pretty widespread in American racing, not just in NASCAR. I know Pappy remembers the pit work of the Wood Brothers with Jimmy Clark at Indianapolis in 1965; I wonder if Glen and Leonard and the boys were bothered by Clark's British Racing Green Lotus-Ford? It caused a bit of a stir when Clark and team owner Colin Chapman first brought the car to Indy. If you have any info on that, Tom, please share it with us.
Lately, of course, green has become pretty common as a racecar color. Since Waltrip's Gatorade and Mountain Dew cars appeared, there have been plenty -- including one of the sport's favorite cars, the No. 33 Skoal Bandit of Harry Gant.
Posted by: David Green | Sep 23, 2007 9:41:11 AM
Very interesting and enjoyable blog, Tom. I love getting to read about NASCAR from the 50s to 80s.
Thank you!
Posted by: Doris | Sep 24, 2007 3:32:49 PM
I have been around dirt track stock car racing my whole life. I have seen it all from those who are very superstitious, to the ones who just have one little quirk, to ones like my father who is not superstitious at all. I don't believe in them I have ate peanuts in the pits and ate fried chicken almost every race day. I have never understood the green thing, you race under green and you win green. I think its all in your mind if you let superstitions consume you, you will notice coincedences. We like to blame a bad run on something. Sometimes things happen, thats racing, thats what makes it entertaining. We thrive on winning, and then rebuilding or correcting when things go bad.
Posted by: Meg | Sep 29, 2007 10:28:12 PM
Thanks Tom
Posted by: Diane Sadler | Oct 4, 2007 1:19:25 PM
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