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III TRACKSIDE
BY MICHAEL SCOTT
C
omparisons are odious,
so let's go ahead and
make some, taking no
notice of the smell.
F1 is cripplingly dull, over-
priced, impersonal and irrel-
evant: an over-rated spectacle
of lots of money following even
more money round and round,
with nothing much happening.
To make it worse, an increas-
ingly impenetrable set of rules
involving storing or expending of
energy means that at any given
time, one car cannot be directly
compared with another. This
energy management means that
race tactics are decided not by
the driver, but in the pits, and
communicated by radio.
It deserves to dwindle away to
obscurity.
MotoGP could hardly be a
sharper contrast. It's thrilling,
full of variety and excitement,
and overflowing with humanity. A
genuine sport that not only de-
serves Olympic status, but also
to supplant F1 as an international
TV sport of the highest stature.
Okay, I exaggerate. But only
a little. Following a 2016 season
with a record-number of differ-
ent winners and three excellent
opening flyaway races before
the opening of the European
BEWARE THE LURE OF THE LUCRE
