Eslicks wheelie on the banking was cool. 4 time winner. Only Miquel and Scott with more.
I hate to be the clod in the churn. The gray in the cloud.
And grats to Eslick conquering Daytona, we all know it's not easy.
But, simply, comparing Eslicks wins to Russel's and Duhamel's, the numbers may be there, but the battle sure wasn't. The level of competition Miguel and Scott prevailed over are night and day to what's riding out there now.
Miguels "cane to bike to cane" win was historic, what a triumph. What Hell must it have been for him.
And Russel demonstrates it's a mix of luck and skill to win the 200. The 200 tests everything, including fate.
One of my favorite wins was DiSalvo's win on the Ducati -- the Ducati with the blown motor. Fate smiled on him that day to line up the events for Jason to be able to get that bike back on the course and prevail.
One of my other favorite Daytona's was the year after. I don't remember who won. I do remember, again, DiSalvo, towards the end, making a boat load of time on the leaders. He was crushing the traffic and closing, it was crazy, but just ran out of laps.
I loved Miguel's final pole at Daytona. They were showing the qualifying live. He paced everything to get the tires warmed and blow past start finish with seconds in the qualifying clock, just getting his last lap on the Q started under the wire to make a clear dash to the end. Smooth as glass, you could see in his riding, that he knew he made it, that this flyer lap was the one. He punctuated his assault with a wheelie just out of the chicane as he powered up to hit the banking for the last time. Squeezed under paint, fighting the brutality of the Gs on the banking, the bike barely wavering, WFO, making the sound that only Daytona can make. He brought it down off the turn and onto the start/finish, a fighter plane on an attack run. Head down, butt up across the line.
Nothing left to chance that day. Fate was stuck in the paddock on that run, and a new Rolex awaited him.
The track is the track, Daytona is Daytona. It's not now, nor has it ever been easy.
But it's been harder.
Grats to Eslick.