Showing posts with label MotoGP. Show all posts
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Sunday, October 21, 2007

Polini Malaysian MotoGP 2007 part 2

Day 2 of bike racing. My ears still hurt from the noise at the starting line, thanks for leaving the darn ear plugs behind and not taking new ones just before leaving the suite. Had real fun with both the Ducati Team riders (Loris Capirossi and Casey Stoner) spending some time at the suite while being interviewed by Randy Mamola and later giving away two signed helmets to more lucky devils. If you still remember, I mentioned in my last post about the double session. Randy's the rider of the two seater bike, World Champion Motorcycle Racer Hall of Famer and a living legend in motor racing world.

(L-R) Loris Capirossi, Randy Mamola and Casey Stoner.

The race officially started off with the 125cc category, then 250cc and finally the 500cc where both Capirossi and Stoner were in. While Capirossi doesn't need any mentioning, Stoner is one full of surprises and created the most buzz lately. Just 22 and already a World Champion.

My number 42 didn't bring me any luck today, again... In ANY of the countless lucky draws - not even once. Not an interesting subject to elaborate, so moving on...

However though, I did taste luck for about two hours until it was blown away. I approached Randy for an autograph, and he gave one on my cap. I was among the only four in the room to get his signature on our caps (my husband Roy, Nadd and a random guy being the other three). Soon after, we went to the rooftop to see the race start, and a gigantic bird was hovering above us to catch her namesake's eye view of the moment.

(L-R) Giant bird; Excited people waving; Last few moments of luck.

Scorching hot day, bird gives off nice cooling wind, human real pleased, thanked bird by waving like crazy, UNTIL my cap was blown away and knicked by I-don't-know-who!!! Nadd said she saw who took it but her voice wasn't heard over the loud noise of the hovering bird. It all happened so fast. Hers stayed on, my husband's cap I managed to catch but mine was isk isk... That killed my mood and left me absolutely deflated. I hope for the person who selfishly knicked it to lose it in his drunken stupor. Yep he left his half-full wine glass in change for my Randy cap.

Oh well, at least we still have Roy's cap, thank God.

Nevertheless, I'm still glad Casey Stoner won the race. A wonderful birthday gift for a fine guy who celebrated his birthday last Tuesday.

Pic taken from Casey's website.

I'm off now to enjoy all the official merchandise that came with the race day pass. Hurray, at least...

Polini Malaysian MotoGP 2007

I had a great time today. What started out as a winning competition for Nadd (that only Nadd won) ended with gifts for her, me and my husband! Hahaha, I must say connection does take you a long, long way. Anyways, today is the qualifying race with Dani Pedrosa, Casey Stoner and Marco Melandri securing the top three spots for the race tomorrow. Prior to the race, we hung out at the VIP Village enjoying the abundance of drinks and good music. Heaps of MP3 Players were given out during the lucky draw session, unfortunately I wasn't one of the lucky ones. My number 92 wasn't a favourite with the lotto number spinning machine :-P. Ah well, better luck tomorrow (yes, we got passes for two days).


Then it was time for the Pit Lane Walk where I almost totally lost my mind watching 9 lucky people doing the double on the track. Holy Molly!

Lucky devil at the start of the "double" session. Yup, they start off with a wheelie.

I've been harboring hopes and dreams for this, but apparently the 9 guys were pre selected by the organizer based on unknown criteria to us. I swear my heart dropped into my stomach the second I caught sight of them passing right before me.

Crazy jellus woman by the side of the track. Shooed by race officials coming from her right. Grrrr..!

Having worked here a few times before I know that the side platform is a no-go zone, but I was too jealous to care. I just leapt up to see what else was being shoved to my face by the evil organizer. Talk about going 300km/h on a bike. Of course you'll just be the pillion rider but who cares? That's the closest that any Tom, Dick and Harry will ever get to racing on a bike.

Crazy jellus woman and track officials made up. Before they shooed her off again, hmmphh!

Anyone who knows me would definitely know how crazy I can be. So I'm gonna take this crazy self to rest for a while before starting again in the morning on a whole new session. A demain mes amis!