Well it all went down to the wire in Abu Dhabi yesterday.
Amid myriad mathematical permutations of who would finish where or what each driver and their rivals had to do:- finish higher than fourth with the closest rival x places behind; have your legs waxed to save nano seconds by minimising the aerodynamic drag, – or maybe that was just Alonso’s attempt to show how hard he is, who knows, but hey, Fernando, us girls do it all the time, it’s no big deal:) – only one man really had his eye on the ball.
Asked what he needed to do to win the championship, the Crash Kid replied, “Go out and win the race.” and that is exactly what he did.
Lewis Hamilton put up a typically dogged fight, but laps stuck behind Robert Kubica’s Renault took their toll.
Fernando was also struggling to pass the yellow peril in front of him, but Viktor Petrov was driving the race of his life, well his F1 career did depend on it, and no matter how hard Alonso tried he just couldn’t make that passing manoeuvre.
Perhaps once again he was falling foul of his own ego as on the slowing down lap he could be seen alongside Petrov, shaking his fist at him.
No Fernando, you weren’t lapping him, you were racing for position. Your team-mate may have to give way but nobody else does, capisc?
Interestingly the commentators for the BBC came out with probably the year’s best contradiction in terms, coming out with the words, Alonso and supercool in the same sentence.
Mark Webber languished behind Alonso, unable to make any impression at all, whilst Jensen Button came home third in the race after yet another canny drive.
But it was Vettel’s race. Leading from pole, and re-claiming the lead as the pit stops shook out, the young German didn’t put a foot wrong, just got his head down and did what a world champion has gotta do, go out there and win the race.
At the end of a long season, you have to say the best man won, well once he’d stopped crashing into his team-mate that is.