I understand the pull of technology, the excitement of getting an aerodynamic algorithm just right, molding the computer model into a front wing bit for that extra microsecond that will put you on pole, save a few grams of fuel a lap, or relieve that little bit of pressure from your left front tire in a corner or two.
It is fascinating stuff. It truly is.
And yet, as a fan weathering this off-season, I find myself watching men rather than machines race. When I do a search on Youtube, it most likely involves a driver's name, rather than that of a team or particular machinery. I like interviews, I like biopics, I like characters, I like duels, I like qualifying laps in the old standard.
There's a countless number of plug and play math degree engineers, but there's only a couple dozen drivers who actually get to race. As a fan, these few brave guys are the ones I'm cheering for, not the nerds back in the shed. Just as in other sports, while I do respect the coach, I cheer for the players.
Would you be an F1 fan if it weren't for a driver who caught your eye when you started watching? Personally, I know I wouldn't be.
Edited by alpinesmuggler, 06 January 2014 - 21:07.