Brazil

It's snowing in Troy but it's raining in Sao Paulo.  Misting really.  But tomorrow it's supposed to rain like a sonofabitch.  And tomorrow, as you surely know, is when they run the final Grand Prix of the year.

Our boy Fernando Alonso is in 8th position on the starting grid.  Vettel is fourth.  But consider this:

What, I'm asking, if Ferrari, in its wisdom, has gambled on the rain and dialed in a lot more wing than the Red Bull.  And tomorrow, what if Alonso takes off like a supercharged duck and wins the thing?  And Vettel flops around like a fish out of water?

A man can hope.