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Dick Trickle, dead at 71, ‘was Superman’

May 16, 2013, 7:18 PM EDT

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Ten years ago, I wrote one of my favorite ever stories … about the late, great Larry Phillips. Larry was, as I wrote in the piece, “the roughest, toughest, meanest, craziest and grouchiest son of a gun who ever climbed into a race car.” Only, Larry told me later, he wasn’t really all that.

No sir, he said. That was Dick Trickle.

They were wild young men. It was true even after they stopped being young. They traveled the country — Dick Trickle was from up in Wisconsin, Larry Phillps from the heart of Missouri — and they chased around the moth-flapping lights of the short tracks. They smoked their cigarettes and drank their whiskey straight and chased wild young women, even after they stopped being young. And, most of all, they raced. Late Model. Super late model. Modified. Semi-Modified. The money wasn’t great, and the trophies were pointless. But they weren’t in it for money or trophies, not exactly. They were in it for the roar and the danger and the checkered flag. It was something, Larry told me, you either got or didn’t get. If you got it, well, come on then. And if you didn’t, well, Larry said, to hell with ya.

Person after person told me there was no man tougher than Larry Phillips. They said he won more than 2,000 races on short tracks all over America. They said he could do things in a car that no one ever did before or ever will again. They tell one of my favorite tales: Someone was giving $500 to any man who could break the track record at ol’ I-70 Speedway in Odessa, Mo. There was a hole in the race track and the dirt on turns was loose and slick, there was no one crazy enough to go for a track record. Well, there was one. Larry shoved pedal to the floor and never pulled back and broke that track record. Larry was actually trembling when he finished that run — that’s how crazy it was. But he got his $500.

Larry was dying when I talked to him — dying a choking and coughing death where he found it hard to breathe — but he had some things to say. He said that some of the stories were true (like the $500 record story) and some them were not true. He said that he didn’t have no regrets except maybe he could have spent a little more time with his children. He said that nobody ever wanted to win more than he did, nobody, except maybe one guy: Dick Trickle.

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At the time — and still to this day — people will say that Dick Trickle won more short track races than anyone who ever lived. But those are Dick’s people. Larry’s people say HE won more short track races than anyone who ever lived.

Larry just wouldn’t stand for that.

“How many races did you win?” I asked him. He laughed. “Just a few less than Dick Trickle,” he said.

“Well, there are some people who say that you won more than Trickle,” I said.

“Is that so?” he asked. I confirmed that it was so.

“Well,” he said. “People are entitled to their opinion. I figure I won just a few less than Dick Trickle.”

Maybe that’s just to camaraderie of old racers. But there was respect there. They called Trickle the White Knight, because of his white car. “It was a serious thing seeing that car come up behind you,” Larry said. But it wasn’t the car … it was the man. Larry said Dick Trickle would stay out all night, drink everyone under the table,tell the best stories, lie the best lies, then limp back to the room — he limped from childhood injury — take a quick shower, grab his pack of cigarettes (he would go through a pack or two every race) and without a wink of sleep go out and win the race like it was nothing. Then he would get out the car, find an Old Style beer, down it in about three seconds and start the process all over again. “I’ve seen him do it,” Larry told me. “Man wasn’t human.”

Larry didn’t have a NASCAR career. He raced in one race, but he didn’t like much. Too corporate. Too many responsibilities. He wasn’t the type to entertain sponsors or sign autographs at a local supermarket. Dick Trickle, though, did start racing NASCAR when he got into his late 40s. His first year, he finished Top 5 six times and won more than $300,000 and was named rookie of the year. Not bad considering he was 47 years old. At 56, he won more than $1 million. Every year, people voted him the most popular driver or one of them.

All in all, he raced 303 times in NASCAR. He never won a race. He laughed about that, at least in public. He’d won plenty of races in his life.

On Thursday, the Lincoln County Communication Center in North Carolina received a call. A man on the other side reportedly said, “There’s gonna be a dead body, and it’s gonna be mine.” When they tried to call back the number, there was no answer. When they got to the scene, near a cemetery, the dead body of Dick Trickle was lying near his pickup truck. He had apparently shot himself. He was 71 years old.

“He was Superman,” Larry Phillips had said of Dick Trickle. They’re both gone now, as is their time.

  1. wethog66 - May 16, 2013 at 10:22 PM

    Seems funny to say now, but Dick Trickle is one of the reasons I became a fan of NASCAR. Not because of the way he drove, but his name. Back in the early 90’s while in high school I watched a lot of ESPN. I watched ESPN all the time actually, Sports Center primarily. And every time Sports Center did a segment on that weeks NASCAR race at the end of the segment they would show the top 10 finishers. They would also put at the bottom, in the notes section, where Dick Trickle finished. 33rd, 36th, 38th, etc… it didn’t matter where Dick Trickle finished they put his finish position at the bottom. Now with a name like Dick Trickle, and me being a kid, I got a laugh or two out of seeing that name. After a while I decided to catch a NASCAR race to see this Dick Trickle for myself. After a while of checking on Dick Trickle, and getting to understand NASCAR, I was hooked.

    So thanks Dick Trickle. Thanks for having a great name and a great dedication to racing. RIP

    Also, I really enjoyed reading this blog entry. Thanks for writing it.

  2. egan6466 - May 16, 2013 at 11:56 PM

    Dick Trickle was one of my favorite drivers growing up. Rusty Wallace and Mark Martin (the 2nd time around) may have gained more fame in NASCAR, but Dick Trickle outraced them in ASA. A true American cowboy…rip

  3. dan46778 - May 17, 2013 at 1:39 AM

    Dick Trickle was old school in a new school racing world

  4. materialman80 - May 17, 2013 at 12:09 PM

    Trickle was old school, and I like old school. They don’t make them like him anymore.

  5. shag0507 - May 17, 2013 at 2:31 PM

    Mr Posnanski – As someone who grew up in Ft. Smith, AR, I started watching Larry Phillips race in 1976 and was instantly in awe of him. Any time he raced at Tri-State Speedway, I was there if I could get my Dad to take me – he wasn’t a big fan, but he took me never the less. I was there when the ‘fiery crash’ occurred and was back there later that year when Larry set the track record in a new car he had just finished early that morning for a big ASA sanctioned race at the same track. My point being that I really enjoyed your write-up on him after he passed away. By the same token I also appreciate this article. I didn’t get to see the White Knight race as often as my favorite racer, but of course he started that same race that Larry started from the pole. I enjoyed reading about the banter between the two. They were well respected amonst their peers and by each other. Thanks again for two great reads.

  6. dallasstars9 - May 17, 2013 at 4:44 PM

    Greatest name in sports of all time!

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