Anything can happen. Renault are not taking any unnecessary risks in strategy and engine specs, so the chance of them having an accident or engine blow up is low. Having said that, if they take it too conservatively and qualify in the midfield (very unlikely though....but they probably won't be lining up in the front of the grid), then there is a higher chance of getting tangled up with other cars in the first corner. Alonso may need to pit for a new nose or even worse for him, might break the suspension and retire!?!? If it is true what they say about Formula 1 being fixed, someone in FIA might order drivers next to or around Alonso on the grid to crash into him! But I don't think so.
Ferrari seem to have a slight performance edge (in qualifying atleast), and if everything goes well, then 1-2 would not be an impossibility. But not everything will go well everytime, as we alll saw in Suzuka...
2006-10-12 00:07:19
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answer #2
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answered by rockpool248 4
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Last F1 race of the 2006 season: The Brazhollywood Grand Prix
Summary of the race:
Sao Paulonso, Brazil, Sunday, October 22, 2006
While Michael Sharkmacher started from pole, his teammate, local hero Felipinho Massa (a.k.a. Messy) started from P2, armed with all his 007 weapons, from fog guns to rifles and tyre-cutting knives.
Culonso (Italian nickname for very lucky Spanish racer. If you know what culo means, good. If not, too bad) started from P3 and clearly had no rush or reason to pass the Ferrari duo because any finish in the points would have automatically given him the title of Latin Lover, or Spanish Fly, or Toreador de las Carretteras, or Sharkmacher Eater.
Upon the start, Sharkmacher took off all alon-so and built a seven hour gap (he even had the time to play a soccer game with local stars Ronaldo, Ronaldinho, Ronaldieri, Ronaldet, Ronaldoni, etc.) between himself and the immediate followers, slowed down dramatically by a determined Messy, zigzagging through the course like a snake being chased by an elf (of course I mean the Renault sponsored by Elf).
At lap 435 we wintness the most determining moment of the race: Culonso could not stand anymore the farty smell of Messy's engine smoke (purposely and chemically formulated by the Ferrari team to annoy and intoxicate the Renault drivers) and went alongside Messy in turn 1 in an attempt to desperately pass the Stinky Messy. That's when Messy released the knives to slash Culonso's tyres. But there was too much butter in Messy's knives that they slid without cutting the Michelins of the opponent. Culonso didn't see the knives, which however could be spotted very well by the video cameras on the track. In fact, Flavio Bi-riatore, Renault team manager, saw exactly what happened through the monitors, and while he was on the radio with Culonso explaining what was going on, he was so hot and irate that his uncultivated bushy hair caught on fire. The fire required the Renault pit crew to activate the extinguishers to limit the damage to Bi-riatore sunglasses, long-time secret weapon of the Renault team.
Upon instructions, Culonso backed off, but Messy was relentless. He deployed nails and started shooting engine valves (left over from Sharkmacher's engine debacle in Suzuka) from the gun-like exhausts of his car in a clear attempt to sabotage the Renault, dah! That's when Culonso's Renault stopped with no rubber and a series of holes in the nose, looking like some sort of obviously French Camembert cheese with holes. Hairless Bi-riatore was still literally "smoking". That's when Messy showed his dandy derapage move, and turning his Ferrari in the opposite direction of traffic, pointed himsef towards Culonso's handicapped French cheese-car, and released a tiny atomic missile (kindly borrowed from the North Koreans) against Culonso to prevent any possible points from the Asturian driver.
A big blast and a magic mushroom cloud appeared. Mission Impossible 4 accomplished! Was it really Messy, or was it Tom Cruise in the cockpit of that Ferrari? We will never know!!!
Culonso could not continue, while Sharkmacher was cheerfully trotting towards a smashing atomic victory.
Messy was immediately arrested, but as we were in the Brazhollywood GP - his homeland - he could not ask for political asylum. So his Ferrari commitment and team-slave role led to his immediate sentencing to the death penalty by a committee headed by Ron Mean Dennis of McLaren (The anti Ferrari-Christ). Initially they thought Messy was supposed to be thrown in a tank infested with sharks. But upon second thought, they realized that the sharks could be cohorted by the omni-present Sharkmacher, and they may have spared him. Instead they decided to throw him in the middle of a "Plaza De Toro", leaving him in there all alon-so with his bright red Marlboro-Vodafone jumpsuit in the midst of horny Asturian bulls from Oviedo nevertheless. Recipe for disaster indeed! Did the Messy Marlboro dude survive? We shall know in a sequel, my friends.
While Culonso walked back to the pit lane in distress after a not so "fantashtic reiss", and stomping erratically towards the now bald and burned...out Bi-riatore, Sharkmacher triumphed and won the world title with his 10 points vs. zero for the "Holey" and "Cheesy" Culonso. What a dramatic race? What a thrill!
And Pussychella with the other Renault? He was a non-factor. He was given a drive-through penalty for head-butting Materazzi "A-la-Zidane", and therefore did not finish in the points, automatically handing the constructor's title to the Ferrari team as well.
In the parc ferme`, Sharkmacher, inhebriated with joy, assaulted Ferrari's president Zucca di Montezemolo, ripping off his $ 17,000 Brioni suit, which led Ferrari to duly deduct that amount from the $ 747 millions that Sharkmacher made in 2006. Little breadcrumbs for the champ!
Upon victory, an ecstatic Ross Browne, Sharkmacher's team manager, announced that after this race he was going to officially change his name to Ross Red in honor of his devoted team.
And on the podium Angelina Jolie and Jennifer Aniston both kissed the Red Baron, I meant Barrow, while Brad (who watched the race from the Pitts of course) was planning a well deserved menage-a-trois with his babes. Jean Todt (a.k.a. Little Todt) was not available for comments as he vanished quietly under Angelina's long white skirt. The beautiful and voluptuous actresses gave Sharkmacher flowers, and showed him breast, from which delicious champagne started to flow in the name of the sport, and in the name of honesty, Maranello, love, and greatness, while the Italian hymn was blasting through the air bringing tears to the eyes of the entire world.
Italian and German flags were waving in the wind like a classical ballet dance. But Takuma Neverwin Sato-san had to join in with his Japanese flag as well to complete a flag trio of World War II losers. How ironic!!!
In Maranello the church bells haven't stopped ringing ever since, in honor of the Red and Sharkmacher, who was promptly voted by the clergy, Wili Weber and the FIA as an inductee for sainthood after the Miracle of Sao Paulonso (duly forgiving him for the 1994 incident with Buffalo Bhill and the 1997 incident with Pill-neuve, all in the name of fairness, respect, devotion, and Angelina Jolie's lips).
In the name of the "Father of F1" (Ecclestone),
the "Son of a gun" (Sharkmacher),
and the "Holy Loser" (unquestionably Super Aguri)
Amen!
...and happily ever after.
2006-10-12 13:01:27
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answer #6
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answered by carpediem602004 4
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