The sweetest victory to me will always be 95. The most ruthless will always be 2000, and the worst defeat will always be San Francisco. Even though 2003 was a disaster it would’ve been a near impossible task to beat Coutts and the former Team NZ
2003 hurt the most bailing busted boom broken head foil busted rig dog boat thrashed by a pack of eye patch wearing Judases San Fransisco paled in comparison we were beaten by Herbie fair and square.
I said it before and I’ll say it again, that was shameful. In the dark, long after the victorious departed, I watched grown men weep, some spent, all somewhat broken or damaged but incredibly proud and it was moving. And it made what happened in Bermuda all the more remarkable.
Watching Dean Barker on the helm finishing behind Oracle on the last race ought to be, perhaps, the most heartbreaking 44 seconds recorded in sports history.
The sweetest victory to me will always be 95. The most ruthless will always be 2000, and the worst defeat will always be San Francisco. Even though 2003 was a disaster it would’ve been a near impossible task to beat Coutts and the former Team NZ, but San Francisco we were one win away, and constant rule changes robbed us of the win.
Savage and arguably, he’s never been the same since. He deserves great credit for trying. Greg Norman at Augusta was similarly tough to watch.
The pubs are all shut and have been for months .....aaaaartghIsn't it nice that a bunch of people from Italy, New Zealand and all over the world meet here in the Luna Rossa topic and have a friendly and nice conversation, like in a pub?
But now fuck off and go back to your filthy topics!
Haul on the main brace! Make ready the guns!...and run out the sweeps.
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Given the size of lead, duration of the effort to get the one remaining win necessary and having JS inside your head at every press conference, I’d say DB’s journey was tougher.
You are right, the final stretch was 0-8, (ouch!), spread over 13 days.
Yes, made all the worse because of all the other people you feel you let down. That’s a very hard burden to carry.
Beware when you put Torben Grael in a conversation with the Italians. We had mixed feeling after that campaign: I remember, on some different boats/crews, the skipper accusing the tactician of "TorbenGrael-ing" when he was picking the wrong direction and stick to it for miles.
Yes I remember that, sometimes he would just trust his nose and give a fuck about covering the other boat.Beware when you put Torben Grael in a conversation with the Italians. We had mixed feeling after that campaign: I remember, on some different boats/crews, the skipper accusing the tactician of "TorbenGrael-ing" when he was picking the wrong direction and stick to it for miles.
It was fun, in some Italian way, but at the time I felt a bit sad that one of the best sailor ever went down in (italian pop) history as the guy that goes the wrong direction.
I'd say, Grael's nose was pretty damn reliable, based on his CV. His kids are pretty handy on the water too.
His daughter Martina was olympic Gold in the 470 class in the last games, his son is also an olympic sailor on 49er.
On the current LRPP campaign there is also a Brazilian on a glamorous post, Horacio Carabelli, co-head of design (two helmsmen, 2 heads of design, it somewhat makes sense).Beware when you put Torben Grael in a conversation with the Italians. We had mixed feeling after that campaign: I remember, on some different boats/crews, the skipper accusing the tactician of "TorbenGrael-ing" when he was picking the wrong direction and stick to it for miles.
It was fun, in some Italian way, but at the time I felt a bit sad that one of the best sailor ever (not only in Brazil -and he still rocks on stars nowadays) went down in (italian pop) history as the guy that goes the wrong direction.
