While out grabbing coffee this morning, I caught a glance of a headline on the front page of the San Jose Mercury News…”SAN JOSE GRAND PRIX FINISHED.” Those who know me know, the GP was one of the main reasons we moved to the southern-most “ass-end” of the Bay Area. The GP showed the promise of a city pulling itself up (albeit slowly) from the depths of being a dirt-ladened ghetto with a general malaise of being the least respected of the Bay Area’s 3 major cities. Having growing up in an area of Chicago very similar to most of San Jose, and working my ass off to get out of it, I took the dirt and the general moronics of its inhabitants as the opportunity costs to be close to an event that truly kicked ass. At least we got to see this year. It was, by far, the best yet.
I should say, however, that it’s not necessarily that San Jose sucks as being the reason the GP is gone. The Champ Car World Series definitely needs to get their heads out of their ass on several fronts. Disorganized, cheesy and petulant, it (as Mark Purdy so aptly called it today) IS a 3rd-string series no matter what series promoters want to hear. American open-wheeled racing has some serious overhauling to do in the near future if it is to continue.
San Jose has an opportunity to become a great city in its own way. Far more promise than Oakland and a different kind of promise than San Francisco (which will forever be considered “The City” of the Bay Area). It was 10 years since the last time I was in San Jose before moving here in March…hopefully it won’t be another 10 before its a place that makes we want to live here again.