This weekend has been a smorgasbord of British sport (try saying that after a few pints down the Norfolk) and with it came some difficult choices to make. In my household it came down to one of four options:
1) Do I go and watch the Tour de France over in the sprawling metropolis of Tintwistle?
2) Do I watch the Wimbledon Men’s final, stuffing my face with strawberries and cream?
3) Do I watch a bit of the old football, whilst having to put up with Adrian Chiles?
4) Do I watch the British GP and enjoy around 90 minutes of incredibly tense racing?
No prizes for guessing which one i chose…
Now this is my first ‘proper’ blog entry, so i thought I might as well delve into what you’ll be seeing a lot of: opinions on what’s been happening in F1 recently. But rather than summarise the events like some sort of ‘highlight reel’, I’m going to use it to explain why I love Formula 1 more than anything else (besides the obvious Girlfriend/Family/Friends/Dog).
I am soon to be a Williams F1 Employee, I am a Williams F1 fan, and I am very much expecting Valtteri Bottas to become a World Champion soon. Having said that, all my (most likely biased) opinions in this blog (and all posts on social media too) are my own, not on the behalf of any company/organisation.
I probably didn’t need to do that, but I’ve always wanted to…
The main selling point of F1 to those that aren’t enlightened, is the promise of fast, dangerous and excting racing, and nothing came close to the Alonso/Vettel battle this weekend. For more than quarter of the race, the 2 previous World Champions fought wheel to wheel at speeds over 170mph. Whilst doing this, they both had time to watch each other to see if their opponents ventured off the track limits, which would allow for sanctions to be handed out by the track officials. Thankfully, the head honchos decided to just let them race, and whilst they did so, the fans were treated to a spectacle, nearly half an hour of impeccable driving under immense pressure, and with heartrates of over 170bpm throughout. Who said F1 Drivers aren’t athletes?
However, the fast paced racing isn’t enough for a lot of people, and the threat of high speed incidents provides both entertainment for those who don’t realise the danger that these drivers are exposed to, as well as gratitude to the engineers that can design cars that not only race at break-neck speed, but protect the drivers from break-neck collisions. The race was unfortunately delayed for nearly an hour whilst repairs were carried out after a dangerous accident on the opening lap that left Kimi Raikkonen leaving the track in a medical car, Felipe Massa having to retire from his 200th GP, and Max Chilton narrowly avoiding a flying wheel, only inches from his helmet. The crash wasn’t only dangerous, but has since raised questions as to whether or not Kimi should be allowed to race, as aspersions have been cast that he doesn’t carry out the proper pre-race checks that others do means he put other drivers at risk by rejoining the track at an unsafe point: Who said F1 doesn’t have drama like football?
For the British fans, there wasn’t much to complain about either, Hamilton made a spectacular comeback from 6th position after a poor’s day qualifying, whereby he gifted pole position to his teammate, but that didn’t stop him coming through the field to garner 1st place. Williams are maintaining their comeback as one of the top teams by securing 2nd place at their home Grand Prix (something i’m very pleased about). And Jenson responded to criticism by finishing a very respectable 4th place, on a track that isn’t Mclaren’s forte. Who said F1 has no national Pride? (note: 8 of the 11 teams have UK-based factories)
So yeah, a lot of people think its boring to drive round for 90 minutes (My girlfriend and dad included…), but I challenge anyone to watch the racing on show at the British Grand Prix and say it isn’t better than England’s World Cup performance… This Engineer thinks we might need a new national sport, what do you think? Comment below!!
PS I managed to catch the end of the Tennis as well, bloody cracking!! Although my mum wasn’t happy old Roger didn’t win #MiddleAgedCrush