Seems hard to believe that it's already been 10 years since NASCAR lost the man who in all probability will go down in history as its greatest driver.
On February 18, 2001 Dale Earnhardt lost his life in the final turn of the final lap of the Daytona 500, an event considered the Superbowl of motor racing. It was a fitting end for the man who had spent 20 years attempting to win the heralded event until he finaly achieved his one and only victory in the race in 1998.
In this post I pay tribute to the man who I pulled for all those years that I can remember simply by saying what I feel to the man. If you have any thoughts on the man or his legacy, feel free to chime in bellow.........
Dale, you were my hero, and not a day goes by that I don't wish that you were still with us. It's safe to say the sport has changed since you've been gone, and I can honestly say that I don't really keep up with it any more. My heart just isn't in it.
I pulled for you all those years not just because you were a winner or because you drove the coolest looking car. I was an Earnhardt fan because of what you stood for - the average man. I think it goes without saying that's why so many fans don't watch the stuff anymore. There's nobody out there who stands for us now, so what's the point?
10 years is a long time, but it still feels like yesterday in a way. I'll never forget the "Pass through the grass," the "Talladega shuffle," or any of your uncanny moves that made us jump for joy and scream in amazement.
Dale, you were a true man of honor, and even thought you've been gone for a decade now, I still have no problem saying from the bottom of my heart that I love and miss you still.
Godspeed Mr. Intimidator, I'll be seeing you in God's garage.