“Racing, eh? Bloody hell.”
It wasn’t my intention to write another column filled with MotoGP antics – there’s more to racing than the gilded cage’s crazy soap opera. And it all started out so promisingly: a perfectly formed British Superbike season opener at a wet and windy Donington Park generated plenty of positive armchair punditry. A rearrangement of the race-day schedule to compensate for dismal weather meant the full programme of racing went ahead, showcasing the quick-thinking organisers’ brains (even if they won’t grant yours truly a last-minute press pass; don’t they know who I’m not?).
