Schei...

Had time to sleep on events in Jeddah yesterday.

An enthralling piece of entertainment no doubt, perhaps one of the most 'can't take my eyes away' GPs of recent memory, and yet somehow also oddly disappointing and disturbing as a race, leaving an unpleasant sporting aftertaste, especially for the penultimate Grand Prix of the season and one upon which much appeared to hang.

The right result perhaps. Though thanks to a small techicality in the scoring the spectre of a Senna-on-Prost or indeed a Prost-on-Senna conclusion just beyond the grid next Sunday in the Abu Dhabi dusk still lingers.

Why is Christian Horner such a chip-munk? He's not even a former colonial. He's somewhat French president in stature and has much of that knee-jerk stroppiness.

Toto has his moods but still manages to come across as gracious and charming even after those occasional setbacks.

Horner almost never shows appreciation for Lewis as a driver, limiting himself to vague compliments directed at the other lot's car.

I mean, Mercedes vs Red Bull. Anywhere else this would be a no contest.