Shtuff You Hear Moto Dads Say.....(help me out here, I know you got some)

"Should be good."

6 riders in the class and kid gets last place. Dad “ you should’ve won that one kid, the top five are all sandbagging.

"Elbows Up" "Squeeze" "Look Ahead"

"YOU ARE IN A RACE!!!!"

--Moto Mom

"WHAT DID WE TALK ABOUT ? WHAT HAPPENED OUT THERE ? WHY DIDN'T YOU JUMP THAT TRIPLE ? I TOLD YOU NOT TO SHUT OFF EARLY ! WE WENT OVER THIS ! WHY DIDN'T YOU LISTEN !!!!"

His shell shocked 4 year old- "Can we get some ice cream" ?

My dad always said "If you aren't going to beat so and so we will just load our shit and go home". 35 years later I don't remember once loading our shit and going home lol.

I heard this in person day of race, from a dad and son parked near me. “ did you take your supplements?”👀🤔

✊hold it wide open!!!!

"Ride faster stop being such a pussy"

Me standing at the gate warming up the YZ65, “Where the f()ck is he!? The gate is about to drop!” At least he listens to the moto counts and shows up in time to strap his helmet on and puts in 100% effort on the track.

All the usual....STOP LOOKING BACK! Stand up, inside/outside, STOP LOOKING BACK, squeeze the bike, elbows up, STOP LOOKONG BACK! See a pattern here?

I’m guilty of yelling way too much while he’s rolling a corner right when he can here me. I told mom to get me a pit board and I’ll promise I won’t yell anymore but she’s terrified of what I’ll write on it 😆

Go fast, take chances.

"Don't worry, you got this"

Any little mistake his response is a very dramatic, hands in the air, "Unbelievable!". And he knows I hate it but says it anyway.

I once heard a guy say 'Do something spectacular'

Laughed at that last part! Don't even know how many times I've brought a bike home and stashed it in the garage for months and said "mom doesn't need to know about this one yet, bud."

Anything with "Lorettas" in it. You name it...

"Lorettas prep"

"At Lorettas"

"Lorettas bike"

My favorite was always something along the lines of "We're selling the bikes" after a not so good weekend.

I'm so thankful the only things I heard from my dad were, "go out and have fun" "be safe and keep it on two wheels" "as long as you try 100% and come back safe it doesn't matter where you finish." "be smart and look for the good lines" "get a good start and just match the guys in front of you. On the gas when they get on the gas, brake when they brake. Eventually you'll figure out how to brake later and get on the gas sooner than them"

Running the starts for a while I've heard some horrible stuff from parents to their 4-8yo's.
"we didn't spend all the money and time to come here for you not to win"
"take that kid out if you have to"
"if you hurt him, oh well"
"fuck this, if you're not going to race hard we are going home"

“You see Honda number 69, see if his Moms Married? SHES HOT”

My old man always used to tell me something along the lines of good luck, have fun. It was all fun.

The funniest however was after he passed, a friend of mine’s family basically adopted me at the track and the father would come to the line with me. Said something to the effect one moto of “you see this guy to your left? Fuck him, you’re faster than him. Same on the right. You’ll beat them both. And if you can’t, take em out!” All overheard by said riders and parents and I couldn’t stop laughing. And then I got the holeshot and fell apart 3 laps in, per usual. Good times!

“Too slow, pull off” - Frank Thomas

Me (to my daughter):
"You rode really well today."
"Good job."
"I am so impressed by your tenacity. You didn't have to finish that race after the gnarly crash and you still did it."
"You just beat four boys. Kick ass!"


Real MX dads:
"Go faster or I'm going to sell your bike."
"Shut up before I give you something to cry about."
"There's only one winner. The rest are losers."

I could never get the hang of being a true mini dad. I guess I love my kids too much or something.

Me to my son when he was on a PW at the local fair race rider's meeting. "Remember to t-bone all the orange ones."

The looks I got. Haha

“We’re selling everything”

Me to my boys “ I don’t work on dirty bikes” and the ever present “ bad grades and we’re selling the bikes “