I realised how wrong I'd been absent mindedly watching the qualifying for Brazil on Saturday. Passion. Reignited. So come Sunday I was glued to the telly, brew ready and settled into the sofa awaiting a year of cynicism to be exorcised. No more 'you can only tell where they're racing by the national costume montage at the start.' No more relentlessly orchestrated corporate onanism. No more need to ponder just how tight the BBC team can wear their trousers (surely the real reason Jake Humphrey is leaving - the poor man wants to start a family! ). Just proper racing
Honestly I'd have liked to have seen Alonso win it for quitting his moaning and proving his cold, ruthless racer's heart. I liked Emerson Fittipaldi's assessment in an interview during the race build-up; having explained at length what Vettel needed to do he turned to Alonso's chances, and with clenched teeth and a wicked glint in his eye hissed "he just needs to get the knife between his teeth and GO FOR IT!"
lose with dignity.
The BBC story on it is here, following on from an impassioned 'Are we watching a championship stolen?' blog by the always opinionated and always excellent AxisOfOversteer. They seemed satisfied having reviewed the evidence, later declaring it 'Case closed' and saying Vettel was living on his wits and thinking like a champion. Will the appeal go through? God knows, but you have to hope it doesn't.
Maybe I'm a hopeless romantic but if Alonso was going to win it I'd have liked it to have happened as Fittipaldi described it - on the track and with the knife in his teeth. Not with the lawyers and an FIA inquiry. By fair means or foul, Vettel won the day by being clever, opportunist and damned, damned lucky.
Please, let's leave it at that eh guys?