Sad (?) news to start the weekend with Massa and Button retiring. Button may come back in 2018. I imagine he will be snapped trying to get into his car in a wet suit and then charged with drunk driving. Will we see the Massa family in hospitality most weekends? Will he be the new Jean Alesi?
What to write about qualifying? Dull, dull, dull.
Then on to the race. A good start with Bottas telling DC where to stick it on the grid. Then a slow start by the Mercedes, or at least one Mercedes. Hamilton told the team: "Don't worry about the start, it was my fault." The words he is looking for is "sorry".
And I have no notes after that. I spent the race quietly cursing Verstappen and Massa for not getting more points/not starting lower down the grid and working their way up/not getting fastest lap as I thought this was my home track. It's not.
Finally, the podium. Jordan got to show off the four words of Italian he knows. Then Vettel had a go with his standard Italian phrases of "grazie" and "grazie mille". Rosberg went next and interviewed for a seat at Ferrari, which was quite funny until he started singing Seven Nation Army.
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