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Falling in Love Again!

The Singapore Grand Prix and my reaction to it, left me wondering if I was falling out of love with F1. But then, something changed…

I should be honest. I really should. I wrote this post a long time ago. Less than an hour after the Singapore race, to be exact. It was a relief, because in so many ways, this post was the ultimate vent, a cry for help, a wail of despair, and a sigh of complete ennui.

It was everything I felt is wrong with F1 today. It was what I would write after a break-up. Yes, according to me, the Singapore Grand Prix was that bad. But there was something that made me stop at posting this on to the website. It was perhaps a feeling that I was being too harsh on a sport I have worshipped and loved for so long.

Anyway, the word document lay in my folder. I knew, at the back of my mind, I had to write something…anything. But I couldn’t bear to. I mean, according to my post-race angst-post, the best thing about the Singapore Grand Prix, was Sebastian Vettel!

GASP!

LONG, DEEP BREATH!

I KNOW!

Sebastian Vettel saved the race. When was the last time you heard me say that? Image courtesy Getty Images/Red Bull Content Pool (for editorial use only)

Sebastian Vettel saved the race. When was the last time you heard me say that? Image courtesy Getty Images/Red Bull Content Pool (for editorial use only)

But, hey, one has to give credit where it’s due. And you have to admit, the Disco Ball was one of the two things that saved the race from complete ignominy. The second of course, was the last few laps of the race. Our erstwhile racers scrambled for podium positions then, giving us the kind of action we should have seen through most of the two hours and something.

Honestly though, when the race leader wins with nearly half a minute to spare, then it’s time for the teams to indulge in a little retrospection. There is something seriously wrong here. Especially when the only excitement we got through 2 hours of an F1 race, was watching a Disco Ball cruise to victory, and four masters battle for 2nd, 3rd and 4th, in the final laps. I mean shouldn’t there be a competition for the 1st place first?

I think this will be the first post in this website’s history, where I will not moan and groan about Vettel. Sure, his helmet blinded me and made me feel like I was at a club. But he at least drove a masterful race. It was so masterful I didn’t even get to see him on TV all that much. Thank god for small mercies.

There were moments of interest. No, not the crash-bang moments, like when Daniel Ricciardo and Paul di Resta bump-kissed the walls. I don’t like accidents in races. (And if that is what excites you, then you don’t have any business watching races.)

One of the teeny-tiny moments of excitement at the Singapore Grand Prix. Fernando Alonso gives buddy Mark Webber a lift. They got penalized for it later, but well, that's a story for later. Image courtesy Getty Images/Red Bull Content Pool (for editorial use only)

One of the teeny-tiny moments of excitement at the Singapore Grand Prix. Fernando Alonso gives buddy Mark Webber a lift. They got penalized for it later, but well, that’s a story for later. Image courtesy Getty Images/Red Bull Content Pool (for editorial use only)

Anyway, I found myself grinning like a jackass as I watched Jenson Button and Kimi Raikkonen battle for position. Yay! There was racing right there and it was enough for the Ice Man to take the podium at 3rd. That’s a super yay, given that he was in pain because of a back problem. Two ice creams for Kimi, please!

Fernando Alonso took 2nd place, stacking up a few points courtesy Nico Rosberg who ended the race at 4th, ahead of teammate Lew-Lew (Yes, do keep gasping). The McLarens continued to break my heart as Button ended up at 7th with Sergio Perez at 8th. No wonder Vettel cruised to victory and Finger waving!

So, I wrote my post after the race. I ranted and I raved. I couldn’t do anything else. What happened, I wondered. Was I truly that bored while watching an F1 race? I knew the answer. I didn’t want to accept it then. Could I be falling out of love?

And then, it happened.

Niki Lauda. Image courtesy Ferrari (for editorial use only)

Niki Lauda. Image courtesy Ferrari (for editorial use only)

RUSH

James Hunt and Niki Lauda

The History. The Legends. The Guts. The Glory. The Passion.

Pure Driving. Pure Racing.

And just like that, I fell in love with F1 all over again.

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3 Responses

  1. Great post, kind of a shame that a film about F1 is better than actual F1 though ;) I wish I’d seen Rush but our local cinema is shut so will probably have to patient and wait for the DVD!

    • Thank you :)
      It is a shame isn’t it when a film is more exciting than real life? But all said and done, Rush is brilliant. I am planning to buy the DVD once it is out. It’s one for the library!

      • No Probs! Me too for the dvd release, i’ve started a little motorsport collection on blue-ray with ‘Fastest’ and ‘Senna’, so ‘Rush’ will fit in quite nicely there (like a short title don’t they!)

        Nice to see Webber on pole earlier too :)

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