The Formula 1 season is closing in on it’s kickoff date—late March in Melbourne, Australia.
For the last three years, Mercedes has absolutely wiped the floor with Formula 1. I’m not going to bother to check my numbers, but I think they won all but three races in 2014, all but three races in 2015, and all but two races in 2016.
They also won pole for I think every race but maybe…three?
It’s been absolutely incredible, and also incredibly boring. Every week you know that they’re going to be up front, starting and finishing first barring some major mishap or mechanical failure.
Which got me to thinking…
There’s been so much hate on Mercedes for the last few years for ruining the competition. It’s not deserved, because they outsmarted and outworked everybody to get there. But in racing, I kind of get it. It’s no fun to see no passes or action.
Racing is, at it’s core…driving in circles. So it makes sense why people are bored when there is literally nothing but driving in circles because Mercedes were so far ahead of everyone.
But that led me to think about Tom Brady and the New England Patriots. Plenty of people hate them for winning so much since 2001.
And football is not racing. It’s not like the Patriots won every game by 50 points because they had superior equipment that gave them superpowers (all the “gate” controversies aside).
Plenty of their games were close—but when it mattered, their hard work, patience, etc. paid off. They’ve been rewarded with a handful of Super Bowl rings as a result.
It’s really that simple. Some envy the success that dynasties like the Patriots and Mercedes F1 have enjoyed. However, over time that hatred turns into something else.
I think people now respect Tom Brady and what he’s done. I feel the same way about now 7-time champion of NASCAR, Jimmie Johnson. A few years ago I hated him as his success pushed my favorite driver aside.
I respect the dude for what he’s done. I’m hoping he can actually pull an eighth championship off before he hangs up the helmet.
As for F1…well, I usually pull for Ferrari. And they looked awfully good in winter testing these last two weeks at Barcelona’s Circuit de Catalunya. Of course, the last few years they’ve been at the top of the winter time charts only to get demolished come the drop of the green flag in Melbourne.
Hopefully this year is different.
Because while I respect Mercedes, I’m tired of seeing them at the front.
The season is here. Time to start the motors.
Racing’s always been a part of my life. I got given some racing game when I was five years old. Something from Papyrus.
It had a #24 car on the cover and I just never lost interest in it.
It got me through some dark times. Teenage years with depression and anxiety. No girls. But, most Sundays of the year I got to look forward to unplugging from the rest of the world, even if it was just for 3 or 4 hours.
I’ve been fortunate enough to go to a half-dozen races in NASCAR, and a few Indycar races, as well. Probably the highlight was taking my dad to the Indianapolis 500 for his 50th birthday. I have aspirations of going to a Formula 1 race this year.
Being location independent means that all the European races are easily accessible. Well, all of them really. But given that I’m mostly hanging about in Europe (in random Balkan countries), no less, it makes more sense. I have my sights set on either the Baku Grand Prix, or the Italian GP.
My girl would love to see Italy so it might be a good way to get to show her Rome and take in a race at an incredible venue.
Well, the season is here now. I’ve discussed how I would enjoy starting a racing blog—but it’s simply not profitable (click here to find out why).
That’s not changing. I’m not gonna start a racing blog. But I might occasionally write some stuff up about it.
First race of the year just ended. It’s time to go. Start your engines.
PS: I’m experimenting with online business (as always), and this week I just launched this quick-start guide to dating in Ukraine.