So good...yet so bad

Today was such a weird day....felt sooo happy yet so sad at the same time....schumi started 2nd on the grid...n won the Italian GP...or rather Tifosi`s backyard race....Alonso wo was 6th was sent to 10th coz the stewards tot he was blockin Massa...i think Alonso was innocent...poor guy... his engine also blew up today..i felt really glad that it did(altho i feel equally bad bout it coz no1 deserves such a fortune wen ur sooo damn close to the finish line..3 races to go naa...) the point is now Alonso leads the race to WDC by 2 points...just 2 DAMN POINTS!!!!! but it also breaks my heart to know that Schumi is retiring after this season...sunday evenings will never be the same ever again.... now m damn sure that schumi`s gonna clinch this year`s WDC..this was an exciting, nail-biting,thrilling and gripping season...equal credit to alonso for that..i kno everything in this world comes to an end...schumi`s career is no exception..but i wish he stayed for 1 more season..there r some moments n events which u want them to last for ur life..u cherish n treasure them for eternity..n all of schumi`s races r like those moments to me....it was a sweet dream n i never wanted it to end...it ll take time for it to sink in..but sumday i ll get over it...n lookin back i ll thank my stars that i was a part of this great era in the history of mankind.

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