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The temperature is rising – bring a brolly

Silverstone and the British Grand Prix approaches fast and, be honest, you are already checking the weather forecast and the thermometer. We have all been battered by torrential rain, gale force winds and winter temperatures since the Grand Prix arrived at the often-bleak former wartime airfield in 1977, but this year could be very different. Great Britain is in the middle of a drought. Just two days after the World Superbike boys put on that superhuman effort at Donington Park a couple of weeks ago, the highest ever British temperature of over 41 degrees Celcius was recorded near Silverstone.

When we think of the weather and Grand Prix motorcycle racing, it is usually the rain, even snow and hurricanes, that come to mind. The 1980 Austrian Grand Prix at the Salzburgring was cancelled when heavy snow prevented riders from getting into the paddock, let alone racing. Who will forget the approaching hurricane on our first visit to Indianapolis in 2008? And infamously, four years ago, the British Grand Prix never even got started when the track at Silverstone was flooded with torrential rain

It is easier to forget the heat than those cold, windy soakings but weather at the end of the scale has proved just as tough for riders and spectators. In 1976 the winner of the sidecar race at the Dutch TT was declared ‘dead’ at the end of the race. Race winner Hermann Schmid collapsed 250 metres after crossing the finishing line in the 14-lap 107.846km race. When the race started at 16:00, the air temperature was 41.5C. Schmid fell from his 500cc Yamaha sidecar outfit and his heart had stopped beating. Prompt medical intervention and massage restarted his heart and he survived and made a complete recovery. British driver George O’Dell was also hospitalised after the race. His hands were severely blistered with his gloves giving little protection to the skin when he touched the red-hot brake and clutch levers.

Barry Sheene won the 500cc race earlier in the afternoon. After pouring a bucket of water over his head, the World Champion elect declared it was the hottest race he had ever ridden in, although he may have changed his mind three years later in Venezuela. I remember pictures of the local fire brigade spraying the sizzling crowd with water to help keep them cool in the 40C plus temperatures. Sheene won in Venezuela for the third year in succession. Heat exhaustion prevented his Suzuki teammate Tom Herron from making the victory podium to celebrate third place, his first 500cc podium apart from the TT in the Isle of Man

More recently, I suffered in those early sweltering days at circuits such as Sepang and Doha. The race in the Qatar desert switched to the cooler evenings under the floodlights in 2008. Two years earlier at Laguna Seca, Nicky Hayden fought off the heat and teammate Dani Pedrosa to win his home Grand Prix for the second year in succession. Melting tarmac and track temperatures of over 60C caused the cancellation of all other races that day including the AMA American Superbike clashes. Riders had to face the heat head-on, while us mere mortals had the air conditioning in Sepang and Doha, while a dip in the Pacific Ocean in Monterey Bay was the perfect way to start or finish the day at Laguna Seca.

We do remember Silverstone for the opposite reasons. Freddie Spencer clinched the 250cc World Championship in freezing horizontal rain and then won the 500cc race in 1985. Casey Stoner’s absolute masterclass in the spray of 2011 and, of course, four years ago when proceedings never got underway on the flooded track.

So be warned, do not forget to bring that umbrella. For once it may be essential to protect yourself from the sun and not the rain. You will note earlier I said the weather could be and not would be different this year. No promises, it is Silverstone.


By |2022-08-04T07:51:16+00:00August 4th, 2022|Uncategorised|0 Comments

Three wins in one day at Assen – they earned a summer break

The summer break has arrived. The riders and teams deserve it, but it has not always been the case in the past when fighting for very survival.

Most riders competed in more than one class. The factory riders because they were told to by their employers. The privateers to gain more start money to enable them to have enough diesel and food to struggle to the next venue. Of course, the World Championship was a lot shorter than the 20-plus worldwide venues these days. The riders supplemented their paltry incomes by racing at non-championship and often extremely dangerous venues. These lucrative races were between Grands Prix and often during the summer break.

It was such a very different world and there is no better place than Assen to show just why. Compare the so different life and times of a Grand Prix rider. The Dutch Cathedral is the only circuit on the 2022 calendar that was a venue in that very first World Championship season way back in 1949. As the riders streamed through the legendary and much-changed Strubben corner on Sunday, I wondered just what those bygone heroes would have thought of the super-slick show their modern-day counterparts put on week after week. One thing for certain is they would be surprised and, in some cases, happy at the number of kilometres a modern-day Grand Prix rider puts in over a weekend and especially on race day.

On Sunday, MotoGP™ winner Pecco Bagnaia, riding for the Ducati Lenovo Team, completed twenty-six laps of the 4.542km Assen circuit, a race distance of 118.092km. Also, the Italian only competed in one race on Sunday. It used to be so very different with two great World Champions illustrating just why.

In 1964 Jim Redman won the 125, 250 and 350cc races for Honda at Assen on Saturday, June 27th. Three Grand Prix wins in one day was unheard of even in those days. Mike Hailwood had won three TT races in the Isle of Man in one week, but three in one day was a record-breaker. Two years later in 1966 Hailwood won three Grands Prix on the old Brno circuit in Czechoslovakia and then repeated the dose at Assen a year later.

Like Redman, he won all three Grands Prix on Honda machinery. First, the 250cc race after fighting off the challenge of Bill Ivy on the two-stroke Yamaha. Next up, the 350cc and finally the 20-lap 500cc race and the second showdown of the day with the MV Agusta of Giacomo Agostini. In all, Hailwood had raced in a single day to three wins over 57 laps of the 7.7km Assen circuit. It was a total distance of a staggering 439km, which he completed in a time of three hours, three minutes, 0.07s. I think, and I am sure he would have enjoyed, a beer or two that evening.

At the start of the World Championship races were longer than today, a lot longer. Once again Assen produces the perfect illustration. In 1950 Italian Umberto Masetti won the longest ever race at the legendary venue. Riding the Gilera he won the 18-lap 500cc race around the 16.536km circuit in two hours, 0m, 43.2s. The total distance was 297.6km for a single race win. Masetti went on to win the World Championship in the six-race title chase.

Marc Marquez contemplated the idea of competing in both the Moto2™ and MotoGP™ World Championships. The long Grand Prix schedule and practice and qualifying sessions made the dream impossible. The last rider to win two Grands Prix in one day was Jorge Martinez in 1988. The Spanish World Champion won the 80 and 125cc races at Brno. Three years earlier Freddie Spencer was crowned 250 and 500cc World Champion. In 1985 Freddie turned back the clock in the 12-round Championship to ride in both classes. At Mugello, he stood on the top step of the podium after winning the 500cc race as the 250cc machines were being wheeled to the grid. Second-placed Eddie Lawson turned to him after ‘The Star-Spangled Banner’ anthem and said, “rather you than me”. Freddie smiled and won the 250cc race to become the first 250 and 500cc Grand Prix winner since Jarno Saarinen 12 years earlier.

The great thing about MotoGP™ today is that it has been prepared to make changes and embrace those changes to keep the sport so vibrant and popular. We have the greatest respect and admiration for those riders who have graced the famous Assen tarmac for the last 74 years. They laid down and built the very foundations of what we witness today. They certainly deserved a summer break, but rarely took it because to survive they had to race.

By |2022-06-30T13:19:29+00:00June 30th, 2022|Nick's Blog, Uncategorised|Comments Off on Three wins in one day at Assen – they earned a summer break

Yesterday all my troubles seemed far away watching Ago

Last week, two icons who played such a massive influence in my growing up celebrated their 80th birthdays. Paul McCartney will celebrate at the weekend by headlining Glastonbury Festival, the legendary Cathedral of modern music. I do not think Giacomo Agostini is planning to headline at Assen at the undisputed Cathedral of World Championship Motorcycle racing, but he has every right to.  I never saw McCartney, or The Beatles live but I certainly saw Ago. They are memories that form the very structure of my love for the sport.

The most successful rider in the 74-year history of Grand Prix racing. 15 World titles, 122 Grands Prix wins in just 231 Grands Prix starts. Add the fact that Ago’s looks, and charm, tempted so many beautiful ladies to link his arm – how could I not be impressed. Where do you start for a rider who loved Assen, winning 14 times at the Dutch TT.

Ago and I made our debuts at the TT races in the Isle of Man in 1965. The Italian was a works rider and team-mate to Mike Hailwood in the legendary MV Agusta team. I, a scruffy teenager on a day trip to the Island to watch the 50cc and 500cc World Championship races. Agostini had made his TT debut earlier in the week by finishing third in the 350cc race. I caught my first glimpse of the rider and machine that would dominate Grand Prix racing for the next decade. It was a very short glimpse as he raced down from Kates’s Cottage to where we stood in the pub at Creg Ny Baa. In a red blur and lingering exhaust smoke, he was gone. As we waited for him to return a lap later it was announced he had crashed 16 km out at Sarah’s cottage on the second lap. He was uninjured but his race was over.

Eight years later in 1973, we made a brave decision to miss our annual visit to Isle of Man TT and spread our wings and catch the ferry to Holland and a very different TT. Windmills, so many pushbikes, chips with mayonnaise and Beer at 6 am, were already making my first Grand Prix visit a memorable experience. The icing on the cake was watching Ago win the 350cc race on the MV although Phil Read’s victory in the 500cc race ran it close.

So, Ago was such a massive presence at my first World Championship events, surely it could not get better than that. It did and it did not. My very first assignment as the new reporter at Motorcycle News in 1976 was to travel to Misano for the pre-season international race in which arch enemies and former team-mate Giacomo Agostini and Phil Read were riding on 500cc Suzukis. They lost my luggage at Milan Airport, but I managed to find the legendary Abners Hotel on the Riccione seafront. I was nervous, very nervous but met Scotsman Iain Mackay, the renowned mechanic who later became head of Honda Racing PR, in the lobby. He took pity on me and asked if I would like to join him and his team for dinner that night in the hotel restaurant. I had no idea what team he worked for and gratefully accepted. With no luggage, I arrived at the restaurant in a dirty old t-shirt only to be welcomed with the shake of the hand by the rider in Mac’s team, a certain Giacomo Agostini. I said and ate little that evening. Incredibly the next evening Phil Read invited me to the very same restaurant for dinner and even lent me a couple of t-shirts. I thought what all the fuss about this job, it’s a doddle, but then events started going downhill rapidly.

When sleet fell on the morning of the race Ago refused to ride on safety grounds. The meeting was called off without a wheel being turned. I managed to get hold of Read by telephone who accused Ago of being pathetic. Pathetic Ago, accuses Read, steamed out of the front-page headlines on Wednesday morning. I thought I was in the big time. A week later the race meeting was re-scheduled for the aerodrome at Modena. I arrived cocky and full of myself. The first person I saw was Ago reading the front-page pathetic headlines. Before I could disappear, he signalled me over with the crook of his finger. He was so very angry. Ago enquired whether the opinion of a 15-time World Champion to such accusation might have been how a proper journalist would have approached the story. There were no more invitations to dinner that weekend. I still had so much to learn. Thirty-six years later when I hosted his 70th birthday party at Silverstone he told me he’d forgiven me.

Happy 80th Ago. Paul McCartney will be celebrating his birthday by singing ‘Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away.’ In my case, it was watching the great Giacomo Agostini in action that did just that.

By |2022-06-23T07:16:32+00:00June 23rd, 2022|Nick's Blog, Uncategorised|Comments Off on Yesterday all my troubles seemed far away watching Ago

Winning flowed through Soichiro Honda’s veins

For the first time in over a decade there will be a new rider and manufacturer occupying the top spot of the MotoGP™ podium at the Sachsenring on Sunday. Honda arrive in Germany with little chance of victory at a circuit where they have totally dominated the MotoGP™ race for the last 11 years. Marc Marquez has won the last eight German Grands Prix. Before that Dani Pedrosa won three in a row. Marquez will not be there on Sunday to make it nine, side-lined with injury for the rest of the season. It is tough times for the Japanese factory who have dominated Grand Prix racing for six decades. A staggering 812 wins including 312 in the premier class. This season Honda have just one third MotoGP™ place to their name thanks to Pol Espargaro at the opening round in Qatar. They will return to that top step because they have been here before. The late Soichiro Honda would expect and demand nothing less

Sixty-eight years ago, to the day a certain Soichiro Honda arrived unheralded on the Isle of Man to watch the 125cc TT race. He returned home with the promise he would return one day to take on and beat the world. It was a promise that he never broke. It is that promise that forms the very foundations of Honda racing and it has never been forgotten or forsaken.

Two things shocked him on that first visit to the Isle of Man. The speed and engineering prowess of the European manufacturers, and especially the German NSU 125 and 250cc superbly build bikes that were dominating the World Championships. The second shock was the anti-Japanese feeling of the British people, despite the fact that it was nine years since World War two had ended. He returned home to Japan with a suitcase full of chains, carburettors, and tyres ready to start the journey. It was five years before he returned to the Isle of Man ready to take on the world.

A year later, Honda started competing at the Mount Asama Volcano Race, located in a village at the foot of an active volcano on the island of Honshu in Japan. The track surface round the 18 kms circuit was compressed volcanic ash. Their main competition came from Yamaha and Suzuki. A decade later they were fighting each other for World titles. Mr Honda finally returned to the Isle of Man in 1959. This time no suitcase and notebook but with a team to compete in the World Championship. It was the opening round of the 125cc World Championship, ten laps around the shortened 17.365 kms Clypse TT circuit. Three Japanese riders who had never competed a full race on a tarmac surface and American Bill Hunt who was also the liaison officer for the team. The Team Manager was Kiyoshi Kawashima, who later became President of the Honda Motor Company. Their RC 142 Honda machines featured a bevel-drive DOHC twin with four valve heads. They may have been down on top speed to their Italian and East German counterparts. The riders lacked experience on the track surface, but both typically were reliable and never gave up. The result was the Team Prize including a sixth place for Japanese rider Naomi Taniguchi. Honda had arrived and the World had to take notice.

Two years later the first of those 812 wins came when Australian Tom Phillis won the 1961 125cc Spanish Grand Prix at Montjuic circuit in Barcelona. Honda were up and running. At Hockenheim Kanematsu Takahashi became the first Japanese rider to win a Grand Prix with a 250cc victory. Mike Hailwood clinched Honda’s first World title at the penultimate round of the 1961 250cc Championship with victory at Kristianstad in Sweden. It was his first World title and the first Japanese machine to take a World title.

Nowhere more than the Sachsenring illustrates just what a task lies ahead for Honda. Hopefully, their inspirational leader Marquez will return to the fight next season. It is a massive ask for both parties. Both are very capable of meeting the considerable challenge that lies ahead because winning is in the blood of Honda and those promises given by Soichro Honda 68 years ago have never been forgotten. He would expect nothing less.


By |2022-06-16T08:17:08+00:00June 16th, 2022|Nick's Blog, Uncategorised|Comments Off on Winning flowed through Soichiro Honda’s veins

The Old Grey Cells Still Matter

In the modern world of electronics, carbon discs, wings and seamless gearboxes, it’s so refreshing to discover that it’s still the old grey cells that hold the key to success. As space-age technology continues to evolve, Aleix Espargaro’s plight at Barcelona was a clear indication that the input and effort from the rider and his brain must never be forsaken or underestimated

It may be scant compensation for a sobbing Aleix at Barcelona on Sunday, but he is not the first rider or team to make such a mistake. He is almost certainly not the last either. The sheer disbelief, frustration and anger was felt by everybody for the rider who was brought up within sight and sound of the Barcelona circuit. His hand raised as he crossed what he thought was the finishing line to bring Aprilia second place only to realise there was still a lap to go. He eventually recovered to finish fifth and admitted afterwards he was watching the lap scoring tower and not his pit board.

Thirteen years earlier, a Spanish rider wrecked his chance of the ultimate home victory on the very same Barcelona tarmac. Julian Simon crossed the line in first place with his arm raised to celebrate victory in the 2009 125cc race, but there was still a lap to go. Like Aleix, he admitted afterwards he’d been watching the lap tower and not his pit board. He eventually finished fourth after a photo finish with teammate Sergio Gadea, with the race won by Andrea Iannone. But take heart Aleix because Julian Simon went on to win the World title that year.

In 2014, sixteen riders were chasing victory in a staggering Moto3™ race at Brno. Alex Rins celebrated victory a lap early and eventually finished ninth such was the ferocity of the chasing pack. His misfortune handed Frenchman Alexis Masbou his first Grand Prix win.

Probably the most remembered MotoGP™ premature celebration was at Estoril in 2006. It was a 28-lap race that played such a vital part in the outcome of the World title. Repsol Honda teammates Dani Pedrosa and Nicky Hayden had already collided in this penultimate round of the title chase. In a three-way battle at the front, former World Champion Kenny Roberts Jr celebrated victory a lap too early. The later first Moto2™ World Champion Toni Elias grabbed his one and only premier class win with Valentino Rossi second and Roberts third. Those vital 20 points for Rossi gave him an eight-point lead over Hayden going into the final round at Valencia but the title went to the American.

It would be wrong to always blame the riders for a bit of brain fade in the heat of the moment. Would you believe it but even commentators have been known to get it wrong? At Jerez in 1996, it is alleged the circuit commentator announced the end of a titanic battle between local hero Alex Criville and World Champion Mick Doohan a lap early. The home fans streamed onto the track to celebrate while Criville and Doohan had to dodge them as they fought a last lap battle. Criville crashed on the final corner and Doohan won the race.

So, commentators and riders have not always got it right but sometimes even the teams get it wrong. Repsol Honda got it very wrong at Phillip Island in 2013. Marc Marquez was closing in on his first MotoGP™ title in his debut season. The circuit had been resurfaced and Bridgestone knew their tyres would not last the race distance and so a flag-to-flag race with a compulsory pit stop was planned. Riders were instructed to change tyres on laps nine or ten. Maths had never been my strong point, but I marked down each lap as the riders raced down the magnificent Gardner main straight. When Marquez raced past at the end of lap ten, I thought I must have run out of fingers and miscalculated but for once it was not me. The Repsol Honda team had not run out of fingers and unbelievably had missed a lap. Marquez was black-flagged, handing 25 precious points to Jorge Lorenzo. But, once again, take heart Aleix, Marquez still was crowned World Champion at the end of the season.

Thank goodness we are still only human.

By |2022-06-08T21:22:07+00:00June 8th, 2022|Nick's Blog, Uncategorised|Comments Off on The Old Grey Cells Still Matter

Where will it end – 400 kph?

OK it may not win races, but we are totally fascinated by ultimate top speed. Mugello, the Temple of Speed, was the place to witness the spectacle at its absolute best. Sometimes and especially if watching on the screen it is so easy to forget just how fast a modern MotoGP™ motorcycle is travelling. If you have any doubts stand on the crest of the rise on the 1.1 kms Mugello start and finish straight and focus on the approaching blur. If you blink you miss it. If you try and turn your head to follow it, you have no chance. Front wheel lifting on the crest they have disappeared in a blink before braking so hard for the San Donato corner at the bottom of the hill their brake discs reach a temperature of 770’c

On Sunday Jorge Martin, riding the Prima Pramac Racing Ducati, was timed at 363.6 kph over the rise before braking for the 95 kph frightening first turn. It is the fastest speed ever recorded in the 74-year history of Grand Prix racing. To reach the corner safely riders’ brake for around 5.9s in a distance of 317 metres. Even Lewis Hamilton’s Formula One Mercedes could not match that top speed over the crest last year. In the first F1 Grand Prix at Mugello he was timed at 322.1 kph although of course braking was a lot shorter and speed through San Donato a lot quicker on four wheels.

Ironically, it was two crashes at Mugello that vividly brought home to me just how fast the riders are going. Miraculously both riders escaped serious injury. Shinya Nakano’s 2004 crash when a rear tyre blew on his Kawasaki came moments after I had been spectating on the Mugello crest where the crash started. He hit the tarmac at around 305 kph. Nine years later I was commentating when Marc Marquez fell from the Repsol Honda at the same spot. Crashes at that speed are frightening to witness but the fact that both Nakano and Marquez were able to race that weekend illustrates just what enormous improvements have been made in riders’ equipment, track safety and instant medical intervention.

This weekend the venue for that very first World Championship event in 1949 returns after a two-year absence. The legendary 60.721kms Mountain circuit in the Isle of Man staged the first premier class race. Harold Daniell brought Norton victory in his only Grand Prix victory. His single cylinder four-stroke machine had a top speed approaching 200 kph. The fastest lap of the seven-lap race was 144.383 kph set by Bob Foster riding the Moto Guzzi. Four years ago, Peter Hickman lapped the circuit at an average speed of 217.98 kph on a machine that was capable of around 340 kph top speed.

One feat has remained in the record books for the last 45 years. In 1977 Barry Sheene riding the works 500 cc Suzuki lapped the old 14.120 kms Spa Francorchamps circuit at 220.721 kph. It is still the fastest ever lap recorded and he also established the faster ever race average of 217.370 kph. The length of the legendary Belgium venue was reduced soon after on safety grounds. Today even the shorter Spa circuit is not deemed safe enough for MotoGP™. It makes you wonder just how fast that top speed would be and the difference in the lap times after over four decades.

I remember the excitement in the media centre and paddock at Hockenheim at the German Grand Prix in 1993 when the first ever top speed of over 200 mph (322 kph) was ratified. It came in the final qualifying session when Japanese rider Shinichi Itoh riding the fuel injected NSR Rothmans Honda went through the speed trap at the 6.792 kms circuit. We all thought that was getting near the limit. Twenty-nine years have passed. Martin was an incredible 40 kph faster on Sunday.

This week the MotoGP World Championship arrives in Barcelona where top speeds are close to Mugello proportions on the start and finish straight. Where will the speed limit end?

By |2022-06-02T16:24:21+00:00June 2nd, 2022|Nick's Blog, Uncategorised|Comments Off on Where will it end – 400 kph?

Rossi vs Biaggi: the only thing missing were the lions

Two of the greatest Roman gladiators return home to their very own Colosseum, the Mugello Autodromo, this weekend. Nestling between those green Tuscan Hills, Max Biaggi and Valentino Rossi take centre stage once again. Biaggi to be inducted into the MotoGP™ Legends Hall of Fame, Rossi to herald the retirement of his legendary number 46 from Grand Prix racing. Thirteen Grand Prix World titles and 157 Grand Prix victories between them but there is so much more to this story.

After an alleged argument in a restaurant when Biaggi was 250cc World Champion and teenager Rossi was on his way up, they fell out. That is putting it lightly. They fell out big time to produce a rivalry the sport has never witnessed before or after

It was such a bitter personal feud that spilled out way beyond the confines of a racetrack. Two high-profile gladiators who really did not like each other and were happy to admit it to everyone. Both were brilliant riders and World Champions. Both were super confident and proud with Italian temperaments. Something had to give. In the past there had been Read and Ivy, Rainey and Schwantz, more recently Rossi and Marquez, but this all-Italian gladiatorial duel witnessed by tens of millions  was something else.

Who could forget the 220kph collision between the two of them racing down the main straight at Suzuka in 2001? Five Grands Prix later, Biaggi was dabbing a cut over his eye in the after-race media conference after finishing second to Rossi in Barcelona. He claimed he had been stung by a mosquito but others felt an altercation on the steps from the podium may have been the cause. Who could forget the battle of Welkom in 2004? Rossi’s making his debut for Biaggi’s former employers at Yamaha and winning by just 0.210s from his bitter rival.

Biaggi deserved to win a 500cc World title but perhaps he arrived in the premier class at the wrong time. After winning 29 Grands Prix and four successive 250cc World titles, his long-awaited arrival in the premier class was sensational. He became only the sixth rider in the history of the sport to win on his debut at Suzuka in 1998. Surely the next step was the World title? But despite 12 more wins it was never to be. So much was down to the arrival of the 125 and 250cc World Champion, Rossi, on the scene

His biggest chance came in that first year in 1998. Biaggi was leading the Championship with three rounds remaining and crossed the line at Barcelona in first place only to be disqualified for ignoring a black flag. He finished runner-up to a fired-up Mick Doohan, who won the last four races. Two more runner-up spots and three third places followed but Rossi was now in charge. Biaggi departed to World Superbikes and had great success.

Rossi loved beating Biaggi almost as much as winning World titles. Riding with that legendary 46, which had been his father Graziano’s racing number. he followed up the 125 and 250cc World titles with seven premier class crowns thanks to 89 wins on both Honda and Yamaha machinery. Only eight other riders in the 74-year history of Grand Prix racing have had their race numbers retired from the entry lists: Kevin Schwantz (34) and Loris Capirossi (65), while Jason Dupasquier (50), Luis Salom (39), Shoya Tomizawa (48), Daijiro Kato (74), Marco Simoncelli (58) and Nicky Hayden’s (69) race numbers were withdrawn in a tribute to their memory.

Biaggi and Rossi return to receive their well-deserved accolades this weekend. All those centuries ago the Colosseum in Rome would have been proud of those racetrack battles. The only thing that was missing in their own modern-day gladiatorial contests, there were no lions in with them. I promise you they really did not need them.


By |2022-05-26T16:02:46+00:00May 26th, 2022|Nick's Blog, Uncategorised|Comments Off on Rossi vs Biaggi: the only thing missing were the lions

That long lonely walk

In such a weekend of celebration and pure adrenalin, it was a picture of total dejection that remains in my memory from Le Mans. With Enea Bastianini (Gresini Racing) racing towards such an impressive third Grand Prix win of the season and the record 110,000 crowd willing Fabio Quartararo (Monster Energy Yamaha MotoGP) to steal a podium finish from Aleix Espargaro (Aprilia Racing) the television pictures switched to a deserted pit lane exit.

It was an amazing emotional long shot. The difference between success and failure summed up in such a cruel and stark way. While his nearest rivals were fighting for glory just metres away on Le Mans tarmac, a lone figure walked towards pit lane, head bowed and helmet still on. For a moment there was not another person in sight, and only the roar of four-stroke engines and partisan French voices made you realise you were at a racetrack. The red-leathered figure looked so small and forlorn in the long shot. Pecco Bagnaia (Ducati Lenovo Team) did not need reminding, did not need an arm around his shoulder to tell him that not only had he crashed out while fighting with Bastianini but had severely dented any chance he had of World Championship glory. It was such a poignant moment.

While Bagnaia grieved, Le Mans simply rocked and rolled the day and night away. A record crowd for the French Grand Prix. No worry about the competitor’s underwear and jewellery that has been the concern of other motorsports this week. No worry about how many A-listers you can cram on the grid. Can-can dancers performing on the front row, rock concerts at night and a MotoGP™ World Champion to welcome home was more than enough

What a fantastic job promoter Claude Michy has done at Le Mans. This was Steve McQueen, 24-hour car racing terrain and often we did not feel very welcome from the four-wheel orientated brigade. Slowly but surely the crowds have grown, spurred on by the World Championship success of the likes of Johann Zarco (Pramac Racing) and Quartararo. An enormous effort has been made to provide entertainment after the racing and it’s paid off.

It seems a long time ago, 40 years, I was sitting in Barry Sheene’s motorhome in the Nogaro paddock surrounded by the Grand Prix stars of the day. They had asked me to draft a letter that they all signed stating they refused to ride at the 3.12km track. They were unhappy about the safety of the track and the facilities at the circuit near Bordeaux and they did not ride. The French Grand Prix went ahead but without the Championship contenders. Others had to ride despite the dangers. They needed to raise enough cash just to make it to the next round at Jarama in Spain.

We loved going to the Paul Ricard circuit in the south of France with the sunshine and sea. It hosted the French Grand Prix, together with Le Mans, apart from 1992 when Magny Cours staged its one and only Grand Prix race. I remember my first visit to the legendary Le Mans circuit in 1983. It was a freezing cold Easter weekend. The traffic on the Paris Perifericue ring road was horrendous. There were no hotel rooms and so I slept in the back of the Champion Spark Plugs van and celebrated a rare British victory when Alan Carter was victorious in the 250cc race. It was also a weekend that reminded us all that despite so many safety improvements there was still much to be done. Swiss rider Michel Frutschi, who a year earlier had won the boycotted 500cc Grand Prix at Nogaro was killed in the 500cc race. Earlier, Japanese rider Iwao Ishikawa lost his life in a practice crash. There was still a long way to go

Le Mans became the sole home of the French Grand Prix 22 years ago. Even then, and certainly earlier at Nogaro, Paul Ricard and Magny Cours, we would never have envisaged the scenes on Sunday. France is now right up there with the likes of Spain and Italy as a MotoGP™ giant.

Next stop for Pecco Bagnaia and Ducati is their home Grand Prix at Mugello. The memory of that lonely Le Mans walk will be a distant one if he can win in front of that passionate home crowd. It would also make the Championship, which is only at one-third distance, even more interesting.

By |2022-05-19T07:35:49+00:00May 19th, 2022|Nick's Blog, Uncategorised|Comments Off on That long lonely walk

Local hero – crazier than crazy

Le Mans is always a crazy place but this weekend it is going to be even crazier. Returning home to race for the first time after conquering the World is the stuff of legends. On Sunday MotoGP World Champion Fabio Quartararo sets foot on the hallowed tarmac at the home of French Motorsport to race on home soil for first time since becoming the only Frenchman to win the premier class World Championship. It will be such a special moment for the French Yamaha rider and those fervent French fans who are never afraid to express their emotions and drink plenty of beer. If possible, the support and celebrations could reach another level if this year’s Championship leader wins the race. It has been done by other returning heroes. For some it took just a few weeks. For others it took years, while for some it never happened.

Three weeks after bringing Ducati their first premier class title in 2007 at the home of Honda, Motegi in Japan, Casey Stoner returned home to a hero’s welcome at Phillip Island. I think the adulation he received from the whole sports’ mad country even surprised cool Casey, but he produced the goods on a race track he loved. Not only did he comfortably win the race from team-mate Loris Capirossi and Valentino Rossi but went on to win at Phillip Island for the next five years before retiring

They love their sporting heroes in Australia, and one brought the country to a complete halt. In 1987 Wayne Gardner became the first Australian to win the premier class World title. Australia went Grand Prix mad. Every race was shown live on terrestrial television the Phillip Island circuit, more famous for its penguins, was totally renovated to stage the very first Australian Grand Prix in 1989. Gardner, who been voted Australian Sportsman of the Year in 1987 ahead of Wimbledon tennis champion Pat Cash, had lost his title to Eddie Lawson in 1988. He arrived at the second round of the 1989 Championship in poor shape after almost losing a vital part of his anatomy in a fearsome slide and collision with the fuel tank while finishing fourth at Suzuka in Japan. Australia held its breath and Gardner did not let them down. Just 0.47s separated winner Gardner, Wayne Rainey and Christian Sarron after 30 laps of pure theatre that had the whole nation on hold. First over the barriers opposite pit lane onto the track to celebrate was my sister-in-law, a senior nursing sister at a Perth hospital. She was followed by thousands of others as Australia went crazy. Getting off the Island by the bridge or ferry was impossible that night. The 100 kms trip to Melbourne the next morning took hours with the roads adorned with flags and banners. Front page headlines in every newspaper and television and radio news programmes.

Five times World Champion Mick Doohan returned home for the first race of the 1995 season at Eastern Creek on the outskirts of Sydney after winning his first title the previous year. He celebrated with a comfortable victory over fellow Australian Darryl Beattie.

Jorge Lorenzo only had to wait four weeks after clinching his first MotoGP title at Sepang in 2010. At the final round he celebrated his title with victory over Stoner and Rossi in Valencia. Marc Marquez won at Jerez in 2014 and Valentino Rossi at Mugello in 2002 on their first home appearances as premier class World Champions. Wayne Rainey returned to win at Laguna Seca in 1990 after winning his first World title the previous year.

Not every Local Hero story had a happy ending. Barry Sheene was a national icon in Britain after winning the 1976/77 500cc World titles and fighting back from serious injuries with a cigarette in his mouth, a girl on his arm and a word for everybody. In 1977 the British round of the World Championship switched from the TT circuit in the Isle of Man that had staged the first ever World Championship race in 1949, to Silverstone on the mainland for the first time. Sheene had already retained his World title at Imatra. He was desperate to become the first ever winner of the British Grand and the nation was behind him. Sheene was side-lined with mechanical problems but was on the pit wall hanging out that famous ‘Gas it W…..’ to his great friend Steve Parrish who was leading with a few laps remaining. Spots of rain began to fall. Parrish crashed, followed by second placed John Williams and American Pat Hennen grabbed his second Grand Prix win. A British rider still has never won the Premier class race at his home Grand Prix.

Fabio, prepare yourself for the weekend of all weekends!


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Jerez made me realise I still have a long way to go

Oh dear, just when I thought I was getting over it along came Jerez. Grand Prix and TT winner Mick Grant once told me he did not go near a racetrack for six years after he retired from racing.  Last year I went to Silverstone which was my first visit to a MotoGP™ race in four years after I’d left the commentary box for the last time. I honestly thought I was, at last, starting to get over the MotoGP™ experience. I smiled when I thought of Mick’s six years in the wilderness. But I was wrong. Jerez on Sunday is to blame

Who could not love the place? Packed hillsides, bright sunshine, an atmosphere like a football match and then of course there is the racing. For 36 years fans throughout Europe have been flocking south to Andalusia at the start of May. It is an annual pilgrimage to an area, not just a circuit, that breathes the very soul of Grand Prix motorcycle racing. I could feel and smell it as I turned up the volume on the remote control on Sunday and I wanted to be there.

I remember that very first Grand Prix at Jerez in 1987. Flying to Gibraltar and landing in a gale. Driving through the Andalusian hills and past lakes to arrive at a city that was famous for its sherry. Wayne Gardner won that first 500cc race from Eddie Lawson with British riders Ron Haslam third and Niall Mackenzie fourth, respectively. Who will forget the celebrations in 1995 when Alberto Puig became the first Spanish rider to win a 500cc Grand Prix on home soil. A year later the chaos when the crowd invaded the track on the last lap thinking the race was over to celebrate an Alex Criville win. World Champion Mick Doohan somehow missed the invaders and won the race with Criville crashing on the last bend. Doohan’s practice crash in 1999 that brought the five-times World Champion’s career to an end. On a personal level Bradley Smith’s first 125cc Grand Prix win in 2009. Then of course there have been the confrontations.

Valentino Rossi and Sete Gibernau, Jorge Lorenzo and Marc Marquez (Repsol Honda Team) at the dreaded Turn 13, now re-named the Lorenzo corner after the five-time Jerez winner. Who can forget Casey Stoner questioning nine times Jerez winner Valentino Rossi’s talent after a collision at Turn one 11 years ago?

I worked at a couple of Formula One car Grand Prix at the circuit, but the crowds were small, and the atmosphere was flat. This is motorcycle racing country and everything that goes with it. Proper fish and chips at El Puerto Santa Maria, the street racing in Jerez, fans pouring out of the clubs as we were driving to the circuit in the morning. Even those massive traffic queues of the nineties now make me smile although not at the time. That wonderful first cold beer sitting outside the Don Pepe restaurant after a hard day in the office/paddock.

Sunday’s MotoGP™ winner Pecco Bagnaia (Ducati Lenovo Team) said it had been a beautiful day at Jerez on Sunday. He was absolutely right. It made me realise I still have a long way to go. Mick Grant was right.


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