In life we are all blessed with certain things; friends, family, people you know and love. Sometimes we get lucky and we fall in love with something so much bigger, a sport. I speak of course about NASCAR, today. Something that has given me years of fun and laughter, friends aplenty, and great times.
My father and I have come to the NASCAR XFINITY Racing Series event at Road America every year. The past three years we have been welcomed by multiple teams. First, Derrike Cope Racing. Then Derrike Cope Racing and Richard Childress Racing both welcomed us in 2016 and we were fortunate enough to be with the 2 team when they won.
This weekend I have the good fortune to be attached to BJ McLeod Motorsports for the Road America weekend. This small team is bigger than most realize. Not just in heart or in passion or even work ethic. This small team treats everyone around them like you hope a big team would, with hospitality and grace, comfort and welcoming smiles.
When I first signed up with BJ McLeod Motorsports to assist with their social media, I didn’t know what I was in for. What I found was a family, welcoming and loving of all new members. A team that loves all people in their circle. This team doesn’t know negative, they look for positives, they take comfort in improvement and good runs.
Winning, it’s not just about trophies and money. No. That’s not always real winning. Real winning is going out there and knowing your purpose; to entertain fans and enjoy the moment. Have some fun and at the end of the day maybe you celebrate with a good finish. That’s winning on a small team. This team knows these things all too well.
This is a team that not only works together and lives together; they sacrifice together and they spend quality time together. BJ McLeod Motorsports is a team that forms a bond with their members, bonds forged in the heat of battle, at the height of stress and fatigue. It is a family that I can only compare to the family I shared in the Army; a family that is so close and tight but still welcoming of all who enter.
As I lay here in the infield of Road America, I realize one thing, one fact that actually kind of makes me sad. After the race is over, the Beast is put away, the truck is loaded, and the engine started… I will have to say goodbye to this team, this family who has welcomed us with open arms. You hear other fans talk about the team and the experience and how great it is, then you experience it and realize that when they head home and you head home, you will feel as though a part of you has gone missing.
There will be other races for me this year and I will still talk to them during the week, every week, but it is a sense of loss. How can one team make everyone feel like such a part of the family? The answer is simple, all of us who wrap our arms around this team, receive the same in return. It is a true family. One that I will love and remember for all my days. I still have some time left, though it is fleeting, I will enjoy every last minute of it.
And when they turn those wheels south and head back to Mooresville, only one song will play in my head.
“Oh won’t you stay… just a little bit longer…”