<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (JohnnyKnockdown @ Jul 12 2009, 06:22 AM)
<{POST_SNAPBACK}><div class='quotemain'>That Rainey story reminds me of what happened to me at Laguna 2006.
I know the stories dated but I never got to tell it to anyone who would
appreciate it until now, so here goes.
It's the end of the day on Sat after the last bikes on track head off so
me and my two bros decide to head down the hill towards the vendor area.
As anyone who's been to Cali knows all that brown .... you see on the ground
that they call grass is apparently irrigated by WD40. It's slippery as .... so
when you're trying to walk down a steep hill it's hard not end up on your ....
So we get near to the bottom of the hill where they there are a bunch of cars
parked and I'm walking in between them. I hit a patch of Wile E Coyote wonder
grass and my feet are suddenly in the air and I'm on my ... sliding.
I come to a stop and I look up and about 5 feet away
this blonde dude
wearing a Yamaha shirt and standing next to his wife is looking at me like
look at this clumsy .... that almost lowsided and almost took us out.
I'm feeling like a total ...., I, get up brush off and slink away as fast as I can
I'm about 2 car lengths away from Yamaha dude when my bro grabs me and says
"Dude that's Eddie Lawson" I say "where?" looking down the hill when he says " no,
the dude you almost just took out is Eddie Lawson " I look back up at blond, Yam guy with
wife and suddenly realize, Holy ...... .... that dude is Lawson. My mind is racing trying
to grasp what just happened and what I just missed. I'm thinking that the one dude that
was my hero in motorcycle racing growing up was now probabaly silently laughing his ... off
at me right now. Out of all the legends he's the one who I really would like shake his hand
and get a photo with. I'm now torn between walking away in shame or trudging back uphill,
swallowing my embarassment and getting the once in a lifetime chance to one meet my heroes.
By this time he's reached his nondescript rental car and starting to get in so I decide that my
one moment to have words with Steady Eddie are gone so I turn away with the knowledge that one of the greatest riders of all times thinks I'm a total clutz.
My little bro who knows nothing about motorcycle racing and is just along for the ride turns to
me and says " Who was that" I say "remember all those posters on my wall when I was a kid
of a dude on a Marlboro Yamaha?" he says " yeah" I say "that's him."
Him in his blissfull ignorance grasps the importance and the folly of the moment, thinks it over for a second and says "Wow"
"Yeah ...... A Wow" I reply and walk away with my tail between my legs.
Brilliant Johnny
Yeah he's got a reputation for not suffering fools gladly. Going ... over ... inches away from him and his broad probably qualified you in that category as he saw it.
I'm just trying to work out what point Eddie's hair changed colour....????
Have I missed something here?
By far the most amiable guy I met in the paddock that year - although I have to be careful not to overrate him. We all know that his achievements off the track were greater than what he achieved on it
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