So, the away leg of the season is done and dusted and we look forward to all the shiny cars returning to the spiritual home of F1: Monte Carlo, Spa, Hockenheimring, Monza …. Hungaroring, Istanbul Park – well, you can see the spiritual home from there. But wipe those misty eyes and recognise the break through served up last weekend with a “Made In China” label printed loud and proud on the front of the product. Yes, we all know China is a centrally controlled economy, but who’d have guessed they also did centrally controlled weather? If Sepang failed to dish up the long promised downpour, Shanghai showed how it is done. Not just a monsoonal downpour, or a miserable drizzle; no, Shanghai dished up the 11 secret herbs and spices, the full monty – dry qualifying, then wet, wet, dry, dry, wet on race day like a some frenetic slow, slow, quick, quick, slow dance routine.
Ciaran ‘bloody genius’ Pilbeam might have sent Mark out on inters again reassuring our home-grown hero that ‘everyone’s already got one’ – except as they lined up on the grid, everyone did already have one; everyone but Button and ‘the other German guy’. But wait, let’s not jump ahead. Turns out that style points can be awarded before race day. WWF exponent, Kamui-san, got amongst it again on Lap 1 in a tangle that saw one third of the Ferrari engines on track preserved for Fernando’s possible use later in the season, but while these were heroic efforts indeed, when the judges held up their style-points scorecards, it was Buemi’s solo turn on Friday that took the bouquet. I still doubt we’ll see a visual spectacle to challenge Mansell’s tricycle run down the main straight in Adelaide, but Sebastian’s ‘look ma, no front wheels’ gig sure gave it a nudge.
A dry Saturday for qualifying gave us another Red Bull P1, P2. Or was it P2, P1? Or P1, P1? I could already hear my MotoGP mate yawning, then banging on about 4 lead changes and 11 passes before Turn 1 at Qatar. Well, Mike didn’t take the Chinese secret sauce into account: just add rain. It is true that we mostly couldn’t see much beyond the first wall of spray, but, hey, neither could the drivers. There’s lots of evidence it was a feast of passing; mathematically, with 4 cars up to 4 laps off the race pace there had to be, therefore it must have been exciting stuff …. Right? I’m guessing it was as much of a surprise to the guys in the cars as it was to the punters in beer and popcorn land. Makes me wonder how many ‘strewth, where’d you come from?’s and ‘whoops, where are you off to?’s got muttered in the privacy of the fireproof balaclavas.
Schumi was about the only one who didn’t join in the game. With his new found taste for the bright lights of the post race press conference, Nico broke with team orders and left Michael to remember his own way round the 5.4kms of Shanghai’s best blacktop – admittedly Michael still holds the track record, but he wasn’t threatening to reset it on Sunday. However, Germans are a close bunch and Adrian Sutil stepped up to the task of providing Schumi with a pair of Mercedes exhaust pipes to follow home. The BBC commentary team made cogent, polite and professional observations as Hamilton, Alonso, Webber and so on made their ‘excuse me’s and edged past Adrian and god’s 2nd son to set off in chase of Jensen. The commentary team at my place claims none of the professional heritage of Martin Brundle, or David Coulthard and while it might have been unkind, the Mrs announced that “Michael couldn’t pass Sutil if he’d stopped for coffee”. I’m not convinced, but since Michael 7-times-WC Schumacher’s ex-Brawn Mercedes did wind up a mighty 10th to Adrian Sutil’s ex-Spyker Force India Mercedes’ 11th, did Adrian make a quick stop at a trackside espresso van for a reviving ristretto, or macchiato?
But while Adrian might have made a sneaky, off-camera stop for a caffeine fix, Fernando made no effort to hide his comfort stops. One for tires, one for a drive-through, one for a toasted ham sando, one to call his mum and another to allow the pit lane paparazzi to get a better photo for the scrapbook – even then he ended up only one position off the podium. Sure he jumped the start by half the first straight, but does he know a secret short cut round the Shanghai track?
And so to the end, a different pair in matching overalls this week – and Nico, again! Nico hasn’t quite lost the rabbit in the headlights look, but you can tell he’s having a ball and since the general female view is that Nico is as cute as, maybe it’s just all good for him right now. The top step and the big plate was for Jensen this time, with a grin to risk dislocating his jaw. It is rumoured that JB’s McLaren is getting some skunk-works mods to install the bullhorn speakers off one of the ‘Apocalypse Now’ Hueys into the side pods, so he can cue his digitally modified version of Queen’s “I am the champion, my friends”. The same source also hints that Lewis is toying with the side pods on his car to mount Sparrow missiles, pre-locked onto Jensen’s butt.
I hear the airlines are back in the air and script development has been shelved for a one-off ‘F1 Wacky Racers does the Silk Road Rally’ to get the cars back to Catalunya. Scuttlebutt from the cricketing world reports Kevin Pietersen is mightily miffed – seems Vijay Mallya had promised him a go in one of the Force India cars on the northern Afghanistan leg. Great cross promotion idea; wonder if Liuzzi, or Sutil can bat?
Vroom, vroom.