Saudi Arabian GP, ​​for better and for worse

It's a bad B series! Too many smoke bombs, dirty tricks, red flags, debris, haggling, anything for this first opus of the Saudi Arabian Grand Prix. However, the budget was substantial. In just eight months, a decor had emerged from a foul-smelling lagoon. fast and furious » capable of delighting hardcore fans and those new to the Netflix generation. Hardly impressive in daylight, the setting became magical as soon as night fell: beautiful and “fake” at the same time, like the race it would engender. A Grand Prix with a poisonous attraction, as attractive as it is repulsive. A show to be consumed in the moment, which pleases the general public and irritates the retinas of amateurs. A show that Liberty Media would like to duplicate at least 23 times. A free-for-all, to put it bluntly! In Jeddah, there were only two possible scenarios: that of sport which could only be boring or that of spectacle which could only be outrageous. We were treated to the second, with the inconsistency of sporting power on top of that! Until that fateful 10th round when Mick Schumacher had the bad idea of ​​putting up his Haas in the wall of turn 22, the whole weekend had passed in an almost peaceful manner. The day before, during qualifying, Max Verstappen had graced the assembly with a trick that even the eye of the neophyte could identify as “special”. It was fast, very fast. He had achieved the two best first sec