Congratulations to the champion. Hi everyone! First of all I want to congratulate 'Julio', he deserves it. I still remember when we were running small. Look at the picture I kept in my computer. Enjoy this award, champion! In my case, the first title was the best I've experienced so far in my career. But after the joy in Portugal where everything was perfect fortnight ago, has now hit one of bitterness. The weekend was very complicated because of a damn indigestion. Something bad had dinner Thursday with the team and I paid the two days of training, because I felt weak. But on Sunday he was ready, willing to eat (finally) and continue to fight for the podium. Had been approaching my opponents each session was going on and the warm up was pretty good, so that everything pointed to an interesting Grand Prix where he could try to follow in the wake of Casey and Valentino.
I do not know what happened. Was concentrated on the grill, listening to music on my MP3 Oakley sunglasses, yet relaxed, joking with the mechanics. It had nothing to lose and everything to gain ... What happened? And I do not know. As I told the journalists that attended my press conference was a junior mistake. And for that I blame only myself, not my stomach, not the restaurant that made the indigestible soup (was not so bad, in fact), nor to be the first time I went from the second row all season. Two hours later I met the father of Nicky and his representative. I apologized to them and the truth is that they treated me great, it encouraged me more than anything else. Are the best in the paddock. I wish them well.
Apologies to Nicky. Today was the turn of running into Nicky, at the airport in Melbourne, going to Kuala Lumpur. And although it annoys, and much, known to have been an isolated incident, I am no longer than two and a half. Pisses me off because I know how bad that has happened and what is happening this season, so from here we come back to apologize. The last time I had a fall in the beginning was in France 2006, just before my first game, when another driver hit me from behind. I also know very bad for my team, because cold water often fell on him. Han crossed the globe for the race was over in five seconds.
I'm in Malaysia. As I write these lines is midnight in Malaysia, three for my body if I count the time change in Australia. In Spain, mid-afternoon, I reckon. Forgive me if I'm a bit thick, but between fatigue and the blow, no wonder. In the end I'll stay at the team hotel, ten minutes from Sepang. I go to the pool, gym and relax a little. I lost my desire to make trips and go to the beach. But it's more pain than the World Cup, he always gave it almost impossible for a dream. In Australia I wanted to finish runner-up, but I have wait until Sunday or even Valencia.
wounds. It hurts a little finger and I have wanted to make it Thursday to look me in the Clinica Mobile. The nose also bothers me and I hope it's nothing and I would not be a sign of war. Fortunately, the plane I met Dr. Macchiagodena, which has taken a look at the wounds in order to stay calmer. This weekend did not stop distributing thanks. To all of you for supporting me, because in my case I appreciate more now that wins.
Petronas Towers. Oh, by the way, tomorrow I have planned an event sponsor Petronas team. The Malaysian oil company, which entered on the computer in 2009, leads to its famous towers of Kuala Lumpur, the symbol of the city. An experience that we enjoy throughout the Fiat Yamaha team.
0 comments:
Post a Comment