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Tag: F1-2012

That’s All Folks!

Lady Luck screamed, “Hurrahhhh,” as Sunday night came upon us. I sat cross-legged in front of the television. My heart rate was inexplicably high; I Tweeted like a woman possessed, and shushed my dad as he tried to have a conversation with me. The stakes were high. Fernando Alonso was the last man standing between… Read More ›

Hungary For More

F1 fans are high maintenance. Don’t shrug. You know I speak the truth. It’s not our fault though. The Great Masters have spoilt us. So, we do tend to get pretty grumpy, when races fail to measure up. Take Hungary, for instance. I was expecting something spectacular. Don’t snigger now. This season has been pretty… Read More ›

Blast From the Past

Finally, it’s F1 time. Excitement galore! I know, I know, we are all excited. Everyone does tend to get a tad grumpy when there’s too much of a break between races. Lord only knows how I will survive the one-month long annual F1 summer holiday. It’s coming up soon and I am going to be… Read More ›

…And Then It Poured

I love the monsoons in Delhi. The rains sweep away the dust, the grime, and the heat leaving the city clear, whitewashed. But the rains at a circuit on race weekend are a different story. They give birth to stories, legends even. It’s these stories that stay with us for eternity. They bring a sparkle… Read More ›

The Valencian Volte-Face

Every race has its moments. There have been many moments this season. And just when I thought things couldn’t get any more interesting…WHAM, it got super exciting. In my defence, it was Valencia, not an exciting track by a mile. But there I was, sitting in front of my television, shaking my fist at the… Read More ›

Montreal Magic

I was tired, grumpy, and decidedly lacklustre this Monday. But it was a small price to pay. After all, how many times in a year do you stay up past midnight to watch an F1 race? So while Delhi was asleep, waiting to ring in yet another Monday morning, I was wide-awake, yelling at the… Read More ›

Being Bullish in Monaco

If there is one circuit where a racer must set or break a record, it’s Monaco. If there is one circuit a racer must win, it’s Monaco. If there is one circuit, we the fans, absolutely must visit, it’s Monaco. If there is one circuit that continues to astound and confound, it’s Monaco. These are… Read More ›

This One’s For You, Lewis

We all have our favourites. We cheer for them, feel their losses, and celebrate their successes. That’s just how fans work. Though every once in a while, something changes. We find ourselves cheering for a rival. Not because we like him any better, or that we are changing loyalties. It’s because that rival sparkles and… Read More ›

The Dilemma

I know I have been pretty quiet in the days leading up to and after the Bahrain GP. It’s very unlike me. But honestly, I wanted to think carefully, before sitting down to write this post. There is a part of me that wants to take the easy way out – to overlook the civil… Read More ›

Shanghai Hustle

It was coming on 12.30pm and I was getting edgy. Time was moving too slow. I sighed, loud enough for my mom to look up, amused. “Ok, so, who is going to win today?” I looked at mom and then back at the television. Bernie Ecclestone was busy walking up and down the pitlane. “Well?”… Read More ›