Sunday, September 11, 2011

Monza Northern soul, day 4: Chris Horner fuck you, lol. Do what we wanna do!

MONZA - Good race for Jenson Button: he was 7th and I was thinking omg that's rubbish, but then I knew it seems he always does it on purpose to have fun, losing some positions to overtake, and finished 2nd!
Hamilton, as usual, was rubbish: started 2nd, then he was 5th and stuck behind Schumacher for so many laps. Jenson was behind them and when Lewis made a mistake to overtake Michael, then Jenson "said": that'll do me :). I was sure Button would have overtaken Schumacher immediately, Hamilton isn't even able to overtake a Mercedes.
Alonso on Ferrari had a great start, from 4th to 1st, an illusion for their fans.
I was laughing when the Australian Mark Webber went out of the track and retired, exactly where I was.
He said he didn't realise (for a whole lap) that he lost the front wing against Massa... are you blind or idiot?
I didn't like the crowd (of course Ferrari fans), not very sporting, 'cause under the podium they booed especially Vettel and also Button.
There were some from South Italy who, instead of having fun, decided to  have a continuous argument against people with Padania flags (North Italy political party, extremely conservative) because they said they had nothing to do there. They have, in fact it was a political battle to keep the Formula 1 here as always and not in Rome. Besides, Padania is not only politics but it's North Italy. The police had to intervene, on Padania side, mocked those from South so all the people were laughing at them communists, because policemen said people can bring any flag they want.
We are in Italy, People of Freedom, and as the best Beady Eye song says: we do what we want oh yeah!

best moment of 2011: at 0:54 a woman saying "Chris Horner fuck you" LOL
(the Red Bull man)

summary - song: "Going places" by Teenage Fanclub (Liam's favourite band)


the same, but with What a life, published on Monza race day
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