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Damon Hill is joining Sky's F1 team.

This pains me greatly. For possibly no other reason than the simple fact that I can't afford it, I don't like the fact the Sky will have all the F1 races live this year, whilst poor people will get half, and a whole bunch of extended highlights, on the BBC. Or less, in other words.

As you know, they blagged Brundle and kidnapped Kravitz, but Damon?

I'll let you in on a little secret here - he's still my favourite F1 driver. Battling his way into F1, working hard, remaining polite and refusing to bad-mouth anyone (even that pesky German chappie), dealing with the death of Senna and then finally winning a championship against his new team mate, Villeneueve, before getting shafted by Williams and winding up in an Arrows with the number 1 on the front.

Being resolutely high-tech, I watched a video tonight (well, there was bugger all on the box) of the highlights of the BBC's coverage of the Japanese GP from '96, where Damon bagged the title. Moving stuff, and ironically it was also the programme where the Beeb said goodbye to F1.

It was followed by a typically generous half-hour programme about Hill's career (I suppose we didn't have BBC 4 for that, then) and, on the same video, an episode of Clive Anderson All Talk, with Damon and Murray Walker. Damon came across as a consistently decent chap, whilst Clive was a smug git, to be honest.

There was also a trailer for Noel's House Party, some snooker and an episode of Star Trek: Voyager on the tape too, but I digress.

Damon to Sky? It feels like F1 with adverts, or a funeral service with sponsors.

I can't put my finger on it exactly... but it just isn't right.

I'm off to put my very faded Damon Hill baseball cap on, whilst looking forlorn...

(I sometimes forget how brilliant The Divine Comedy are - playing tonight is their ace 2001 album "Regeneration".)
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  1. Heather A23 January 2012 at 09:17

    See that cap? That's how he is a millionaire. These ex F1 drivers can't see that us poor folk did contribute to their pension (a teeny tiny bit) and they have no concept of being unable to afford Sky. Pfft! Which reminds me, must get on ebay for a freesat box so I can get ITV4 and watch BTCC instead - poor person's motorsport! I'll be off to hill climbs next!

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  2. Jenwis Hamilbutton25 January 2012 at 21:55

    I was a bit annoyed at how quickly the teams and drivers just lined up behind Bernie on this. Do they actually care, or is it just about the money?

    If I need cheap motorsport entertainment, I'll just watch the chavs in their souped-up Vauxhall Novas trying to impress each other around the village. I suppose I could listen to James Allen....? Expecially if I have a muderous rampage on the cards ;-)

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