Could you imagine being a person who really couldn't care less about NASCAR, but your name is Jeff Gordon? That's the irritating reality that this poor guy lives.
I met Jeff nearly 5 years ago, when he was in Havasu as a Coast Guard rep during the Jet Ski World Finals. His job was to make sure all the Coast Guard regulations were being followed by the racers and the promoters. This was something he did on the side, on his days off from the Phoenix Police Dept. I didn't know about the cop part, it was probably a couple of years before I learned much about Jeff. Most of the time we spent together was goofing off and cracking each other up. He could be my brother, if my brother was funny. And part Hispanic.
Jeff's dad is a well-known person, with absolutely nothing to do with NASCAR. He's Phil Gordon, the Mayor of Phoenix. That's kind of a big deal. I also took a couple of years before I learned that little tidbit.
There are times when Jeff will be driving along just listening to the radio, and suddenly one of those songs come on that reminds him of goofing off in Havasu. Then he'll send a text to me saying, "Damn! I miss you guys in Havasu!" He stopped working for the Coast Guard a while ago, and hasn't been able to come up and socialize at all.
We miss you too, Jeff. Time to stop working as a po po for a little while so you can come up to Havasu and have fun.
