Saturday – Canada’s Biggest Racing Party
Northern Alberta Cricket Association (NACA) has 8 teams and play two different format of the game (40 over and T20). NACA is a non-profit body and certified amateur sports organization by Alberta. Mission of the body is to promote and develop interest in the sport (Cricket) at all planes. The organization has 180 members.
Not something you think about when you are in traffic waiting or the light to turn green. Is it something you become once you look in your mirror and see blue and red lights? Or the word you choose when you have been given a warning. For me, I tend to be a lot more colourful when I get pulled over, only to have that inner voice tell you to be calm. Speeding, running stop signs or generally being a time bandit will relieve you of some of your hard earned wad. To the general public, that is to say everyone, of course, when the day comes (and it will), Johnny Alpha Male will spring out his chest, adjust his belt, push up his ray bans and slowly, but surely utter those three dreaded words. Adjectives you have been describing to yourself have now moved into the Noun phase. The time it took you to go from, I’m in a hurry has been replaced by, you muttering to yourself. “Sure Officer, take your sweet ass time, I’ve got all day”.
Once you have gladly thanked the 5-0, you think to yourself, now do I pull away slowly, or spray gravel all over the side of the “To Protect and serve” decal. Of course you’re mad, upset, your day is ruined. But is it. Well, as long as you were polite, calm, well-mannered and apologetic, you might just get a break once you get your day in court. Unless you just decide to forget all about it. Either way it’s up to you. Frankly I don’t care what you do. This is what I was thinking when were at the Slayer concert last night, well just the last part. I don’t care who you are, what you do, how much you drink, smoke, or inhale. It’s your life, how you deal with conflict is all about how you perceive foe.
When four of Fort McMurray’s finest sautéed into the area, game faces set to stern, I thought to myself, let’s see how the crowd reacts? To cut a long story short, mainly because I don’t have one, nothing happened and they left. That was it, no arrests, no pepper spray nothing. So I presume they went back to Timmie’s and waited for their radios to crackle.
So, with that let’s talk about why we came here in the first place. It wasn’t the weather, the Sun had been in a disagreeable mood all day and decided to hide behind the rainclouds. When it comes to thrashmetal, no one seems to care, I’m sure the sound engineers had their work cut out for them, but the long haired two finger waving assembly could like me, not care less. They wanted noise, vocals you cannot understand and booze. This is not something you find at a Ken and Dolly redeux. I have to say when you are standing in the pit with 2000+ screaming wet fans at your side, you wonder how long it will be before you need to see an Otolaryngologist. Funny thing is you don’t care. They just want Loud, louder. So loud your Kidneys start to fail.
Well we got our 3 minutes of fame, ok we got to stand in a place where you don’t turn into apple sauce and take some pictures of four 50 something dudes doing what their parents had told them not too. It was awesome.
Obnoxious, Yes. Angry Yes. Gentle, No. Insert your own Adjective Here.
If music be the food of Love, just turn it up to 450 decibels, then play on.
So, what you have here Is an event where those who didn't make it on to the Fast and furious set, made their own up and decided to spend oodles of cash souping up generic brands from the sublime to the ridiculous. OK! So your 19 and you want to a "ludicrous speed button" on your dash board. If you’re lucky enough to have the kind of pesos to buy one already made especially for you, i.e.; Lamborghini or Ferrari then you are set. If you are not amoungst the coveted 1%'rs, you do the next best thing. Go on Kijiji, buy an old Honda Civic and beg, borrow or steel the $100,000 you need to make it look somewhat decent. Most of the guys there were doing their best to have their "look at me moment", but the reality is. It’s all a bit faff. Maybe I'm too old, but I can remember the time I souped up my 1972 Ford Cortina GT, only to have it blow up in my face one to many times. After replacing three transmissions and one too many clutches and starter motors, The game for me was over. You try telling these kids that though, this is their passion. So it's a bit pointless telling them that what they are doing is a bit silly. I don't have too. The parent in them in ohhh 20 years will be doing all the talking. Dad's just don't get it. Yes well do actually! we all did it, when we were your age in fact. Thing is, we just grew up. Just because Paul Walker (Rest in Peace) did it, that doesn't mean that was the beginning. This started many many years before that. So I may put the boy racers down a bit, but I am allowed. I was one.
So, changing to 2nd gear. Speaking to the owner of a Lamborghini, which incidentally he looked like he was about 25. So either he has rich parents or sold a .COM business when he was 12. It doesn't matter, jealously is not in my character. I was curious as to why he told me he always drives the speed limit. I'm not sure if he was being honest or careful. Thing is, if you are buying a Lamborghini and only want to drive the speed limit! What’s the point, you may as well just get a "Car to Go" membership.
Personally I think a little bullshit fell out of his mouth. But that's OK. It doesn't matter. The only thing that matters here were the kids, their toys and what they achieved. It’s really something to be proud of. So, after raking you all over the coals, just know that I was there once and I know the feeling. Just remember to take it easy and drive the speed Limit, just Like Mr Lambo............
Heath Cox Editor Intouch.NEWS