Just a little less than three months ago, we were staring down the barrel of the season-opening race of the NTT IndyCar Series. A lot has happened since then, including the loss or postponement of the first half of the season. One thing that hasn’t changed too much is the driver lineup for the teams.
The 2020 IndyCar Championship–Take Two
Posted in IndyCar on June 3, 2020 by OilpressureWaiting Things Out Across the Pond
Posted in IndyCar on June 1, 2020 by OilpressureNote from George: For the first time in over a year, this site gets a visit from Matthew Lawrenson – a devoted IndyCar fan and now a Tennessee Titans fan – from across the pond. Matthew has followed this site for years from the UK, and he and I struck a friendship through Twitter. We’ve never met, but he convinced me to let him do a guest-post in August of 2018 – which was very well received by readers of this site. It’s always interesting to get the perspective of an IndyCar fan from so far away. If you read my post on Friday, you know that Matthew and I differ slightly on what the Indianapolis 500 may look like in August. But unlike some, I can still be friends with people who disagree with me. This is Matthew’s fourth post here, and it may be his best effort yet. – GP
Did You Have Month of May Withdrawals?
Posted in Indianapolis 500 on May 29, 2020 by Oilpressure
The Month of May officially comes to a close on Sunday. Last weekend was the first time I have been home for Memorial Day since 2002. From 1996 through 2002, I did not go to the Indianapolis 500. It wasn’t necessarily a protest of The Split. At that time, I was in the throes of going through a nasty divorce; but I also had no desire to attend and watch what I considered a diluted field. I continued to buy my tickets for the race from 1996 through 1998, but by then it had become obvious that The Split would not end anytime soon; so I let my tickets go.
Nothing is Carved in Stone These Days
Posted in IndyCar on May 27, 2020 by Oilpressure
If this current pandemic world we are all living in has taught us nothing else, it has taught us all to be flexible. It didn’t take very long either. If you had told me back in February that the Final Four would be cancelled and the Kentucky Derby and Indianapolis 500 would be postponed for several months – I would have thought you to be certifiably nuts.
Race Day Memories
Posted in Indianapolis 500 on May 24, 2020 by Oilpressure
This would normally be Race Day for the Indianapolis 500. Instead, it is just another three-day holiday weekend to rest up and relax. Rather than spend my holiday behind a keyboard, I’ll take the time to relax. But instead of taking days off, I thought I’d take a cue from the sports networks and run a couple of personal favorite posts I’ve put up here from way back. Friday, I re-posted what I posted on Pole Day of 2009. Then today, on what would have been Race Day, I am re-posting something I wrote for Race Morning in 2009. Keep in mind, this was as it was written in 2009. Many things have changed since then. This will serve as Monday’s post also, but I will return here with new material on Wed May 27. Enjoy your holiday!
Pole Day Memories
Posted in Indianapolis 500 on May 22, 2020 by Oilpressure
This would normally be Race Weekend for the Indianapolis 500. Instead, it is a three-day holiday weekend to rest up and relax. Rather than spend my holiday behind a keyboard, I’ll take the time to relax. But instead of taking days off, I thought I’d take a cue from the sports networks and run a couple of personal favorite posts I’ve put up here from way back. Today, I’ll re-post what I posted on Pole Day of 2009. Keep in mind, it was written in 2009 – so some things have changed since then. Then on Sunday (not Monday) on what would have been Race Day, I’ll re-post something I wrote for Race Morning in 2010. That will serve as Monday’s post, but I will return here with new material on Wed May 27.
The Indianapolis Motor Speedway has produced its share of personal memories for me over the years. When I think of going to Pole Days as a wide-eyed kid in the sixties, the first word that comes to mind is COLD. Qualifying for the 1967 race was a mixture of rain, cold temperatures and wind. Our seats were covered, so at least we kept dry as the morning started with a drizzle. It was hard for an eight year-old like me to stay entertained when there were no cars to look at. Finally, the rain subsided and, one by one, the cars began to roll through Gasoline Alley. Our seats in Stand A were just across from the scoring pylon, so we had a perfect view as each car made it’s appearance onto pit road.


