I was lucky enough to be treated to a New York Giants game IN PERSON today (Thanks Dad!). As a result, I missed the spinout-fest in Martinsville. However, I did manage to see the Formula 1 Grand Prix of India. Here's some thoughts I came away with:
--Sebastian Vettel scored a "Grand Slam" by winning the pole, winning the race, setting the fastest lap, and leading every lap. The only way that a Grand Slam could be anymore boring would be if Denny's served grits with grits and a side of grits (with a dessert of grits).
--David Hobbs. Seriously, man. Take a Zantac. You make Bill Simmons sound healthy. Here, take one, I'll give it to you!
--All the buzz was about the upcoming Grand Prix of America, to be held in New Jersey across from New York City. Here, let me save you the trouble, traditional media: "These guys think they're great racers, but lets see them go up against some New York City cabbies!"
--Also, The State of New Jersey has a two year head start to figure out a way to fit Jabba the Gov into a single-seater.
--The most exciting thing in practice? "Race fans, this is Chief Steward Skinner. Remain calm there is a dog on the track."
--Um, Mr. Bean was at the race? OK, that's pretty damn awesome.
--Oh, and (as always)…Varsha Varsha Varsha!
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