It’s Olympics time again. In fact, I’ve got NBC’s live feed from the fencing venue on my other screen while I’m writing this column.
By the time you read this, the best athletes on the planet in a number of disciplines will have emerged from their elite fields of competition to prove themselves the world’s best fencers, swimmers, runners, throwers, flippers, shooters, skaters, etc.
But we still won’t really know who the best racer is.
For the most part, “traditional” sports have established feeder systems into higher levels of competition. Yes, I know that even in traditional stick-and-ball sports, competitors with resources have the advantage in developing and displaying their skills, but there are still plenty of young folks being drafted into the ranks of Major League Baseball each year who didn’t have the money for an aggressive Travel-Ball or showcase tournament schedule. So, I get it. The rich kids will still have an advantage, but there are college and pro scouts at high-profile high school baseball, football and basketball games just the same.
There are zero pro racing scouts anywhere looking for anyone.More than that, “pro” racing may not even have the market cornered on racing talent.
Yes, the talent level in high-profile professional racing like F1, NASCAR, IMSA, IndyCar and WEC’s premier divisions is stratospheric. But each of those exceptional athletes competing in those cars represents someone with not only the talent to be there, but the resources to display that talent. And, if we’re being entirely honest, the resources are far more important than the talent for most of the journey of a “professional” race car driver.
So the real truth is we may never know who the most talented driver in the world is. We know who some of the “best” are, at any given moment, in various disciplines. But the most talented racer in the world may be a 16-year-old girl running a local autocross series in her dad’s uncompetitive D Street Prepared car on old tires in central Utah. Or a 60-year-old rallycross driver in Finland who has been building his own cars out of scrap metal since the ’70s. Or some insane Jamaican cat who’s never run anywhere but Dover Raceway in a clapped-out Suzuki Swift but has otherworldly car control skills. The thing is, unless any of those folks win the Powerball, we may never know.
A great basketball player? Yeah, they’ll get found. I don’t care whether they’re playing in the most rural, no-internet-having high school in the middle of a swamp: If some 6-foot-7 kid starts putting up numbers, scouts will come a-sniffing.
I guess I really can’t be sad about this. On one hand, it’s a bit frustrating that a sport that aspires to objective mechanical precision has many barriers to entry at its highest levels so as to possibly limit the most important part of that equation–the driver–from ever being found. But it also creates some interesting situations.
Like, I’m never going to play in the NFL. Not even for the Jacksonville Jaguars. I could become the next Dogecoin zillionaire tomorrow and I’m still just as far from a slant-and-go route as I ever have been. But do you know what I could do? Le Mans. Or Daytona. Heck, I’ve already raced at the Nürburgring, and I’m just a dumb journalist.
Another awesome thing about the fact that the best racing drivers may not be competing at the highest levels? We get to hang out with them. Just this weekend I watched Bryan Heitkotter and Tom O’Gorman–two guys who got rare shots at the big time because of their immense talent, but ultimately lost them because of their lack of funding–compete in the Gridlife Touring Cup, a series with a remarkably low barrier to entry. In what other sport do you get to socialize and compete with an elite athlete in your chosen skill on fairly level footing? Yeah, kind of none.
While it’s fun to play the “What if?” game and imagine what would happen if you dropped a multi-time G Street autocross champion into a spec hot lap challenge against an F1 regular, I think we also need to appreciate the unique situation that results from the lack of access to the highest levels of our sport.
Who’s the best racer in the world? You might just be pitted next to them at your next track day.