Showing posts with label F1. Show all posts
Showing posts with label F1. Show all posts

2009-09-15

F1 these days ...

The line it is drawn
The KERS it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.

~ Bob Dylan - The Times They Are A-changin'

Uncanny!

2009-08-29

Full Circle

So, Giancarlo Fisichella takes pole for Force India and Luca Badoer sits last. In a Ferrari.
We have come full circle.

Maybe its because Badoer has been driving in the protected environs of the test track and suddenly being thrown into the big bad world must be traumatic. But when you have been depositing a Scuderia Ferrari paycheck at the end of the month for 9 years, you don't come in last.

This is how it should be:
Luca di Montezemolo summons Badoer to the conference room. He takes a seat. Montezemolo reaches into a drawer and pulls out a .38. He places it on the table and looks at Badoer. There is sadness in those intense eyes. Imperceptible at first, but its there. With a slight shake of the head, he leaves the room.

As he nears the end of the corridor, a gunshot echoes down the silent space. He pauses, lost in thought, shakes his head and keeps walking.

2009-04-19

<sigh>

They let Brawn get away ... Todt ran off with a Bond girl and became CEO ... the Iceman cometh and doeth nothing ... its all gone very wrong.

Atleast Sutil had the good grace to crash out. Its not lonely at the bottom.