The real fuel of the motor world isadrenalina. The one that is produced by enjoying the rivalry between two champions, between two machines, the expectation that comes out of it and the expectation for what will happen.
But also the one that is generated after a door, from not politically correct in the race, from the young man who provokes the expert and the expert who growls at the youngest.
Adrenaline creates involvement, following, transport, pulls out the robe of cheering, bringing out the authentic and instinctive passion.
In an environment where everything is calculated, where you think in tenths of a second, between aerodynamics, competitive spirit and strategies, everything boils down to the challenge between who, in the differences, represents day and night.
Verstappen and Hamilton, Mercedes and Red Bull have given us a season that we were waiting for, that we wanted at all costs, one of those sports seasons that put you at peace with the passion dormant from the boring monotony of simple speed.
Because speed, if you experience it firsthand, turns you on, if you see it, it turns you off.
And then we need dualism, the battle, the challenge.
Speed is the daughter of mathematics but it is the mother of confrontation, of those who are able to manage it, of those who push to the limit of breaking, of error.
We needed a ring where to put two super drivers and write a script that made them protagonists, made them memorable.
We needed a charged, pressing, tense and unpredictable environment.
We went beyond what we hoped to see.
Has been a very long Formula 1 Championship, 22 stages, decided on the last lap. The last one.
It takes effect even hours after writing it.
I can only imagine if it involved Ferrari. If the Italian passion were personally involved in overtaking at Curva 5 in Abu Dhabi, if we had waited for this weekend with that spasmodic wait that has been missing for too long.
Carlo Vanzini and Marc Genè would have asked for emergency hospitalization at the mobile clinic.
All this to say that Ferrari missed this game. Too far behind.
We take Verstappen's boorishness and aggression, we choose his normal cheek in the face of Hamilton's globalism and stardom but even more so, with the track off, we closed our eyes and we imagined a new duel, a new challenge, new adrenaline with one of the two sides colored red.
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