Formula 1

I got hyped blasting the Formula One theme, so let’s go.

Same here on the new speakers, and perfect timing because today we’re unpacking how a chaotic, elite racing pastime became a real business under Liberty Media.

Think of F1 as three sports at once: the best drivers, a global engineering arms race, and nonstop paddock politics that make great TV.

It’s twenty drivers, two hundred miles an hour, freighted worldwide like a traveling city, with cars that cost a fortune and an audience that makes it the biggest annual sports series.

A new season is kicking off with fresh regs, an eleventh team, big automakers entering, and a new U.S. broadcaster, so the stakes are up.

Huge shoutout to Joshua Robinson and Jonathan Clegg for The Formula, which anchors our history here.

Racing began as soon as cars existed; early European clubs ran Grand Prix events, which led to the FIA, the rule-setting body that still governs the sport named after its formula.

If it feels like there’s endless rule drama, well, the whole thing is literally built on the rulebook.

The modern championship launched in 1950 at Silverstone, and three early pillars defined it: Britain’s engineering hub, Monaco’s glamour magnet, and Italy’s Ferrari.

Most teams cluster in England’s Midlands, where postwar airfields, talent, and universities created a flywheel for racing expertise.

That’s where Colin Chapman built Lotus on almost no money, then funded it with road cars and upended the sport by prioritizing lightness and handling over raw power.

He also put sponsor logos on cars, replacing national colors and kicking off decades of tobacco-backed liveries.

Those liveries were so dominant the cars looked like rolling cigarette packs until bans phased the category out.

Chapman’s story veers into the DeLorean scandal and a tragic early death, a reminder of how rough-and-tumble those years were.

Even the cars looked like bullets before sprouting serious wings, reflecting how fast tech evolved.

Monaco fused old-world royalty with Hollywood after Grace Kelly’s marriage, syncing with Cannes and turning the paddock into a celebrity scene that drivers now call home for lifestyle and, yes, taxes.

Its streets are too tight for today’s cars if added from scratch, but it’s the crown jewel and not going anywhere.

Enzo Ferrari built a luxury icon by racing first and selling road cars to the rich, making Ferrari so central that its presence validates F1 as much as F1 validates Ferrari.

Most teams made a few racers and stopped; Ferrari sold aspiration, which put posters on bedroom walls worldwide.

Not everyone stayed in: a horrific Le Mans crash pushed Mercedes out for decades, and early F1 saw fatality rates that made drivers feel like gladiators.

Deaths averaged around one to two per year in the first three decades, with brutal injuries like Niki Lauda’s reminder of the risks.

“F1 is Ferrari and Ferrari is F1,” said a rival who’d later define the business era: Bernie Ecclestone.

Bernie rose from dealing high-end cars to London’s elite, leaned into a notorious mystique, and figured out the money was in financing and the halo of motorsport.

He joked there was too little money on the Great Train Robbery for him, which turned out on-brand for what came next.

As a drivers’ agent, he planned to buy a team with Jochen Rindt, who died mid-season yet still won the title, and then Bernie purchased Brabham and joined the team-owners’ group handling logistics.

He saw owners were racers, not businesspeople, and that deals were a mess with no TV strategy, so he centralized track negotiations and guaranteed payouts if everyone showed up.

He said he’d take a tiny cut, took more in practice, but quadrupled per-race payments fast and slashed travel costs, which kept teams alive.

Promoters pushed back, so the 1981 Concorde Agreement set the FIA as rule-setter, locked teams into attending, centralized race fees, and gave Bernie control of future TV rights.

European TV was state-run and under-monetized, so he sold broadcast rights cheaply to national networks on the condition they air every race and built a single world feed through his new company.

He grew reach first, then cashed in as pay TV emerged, while tracks ceded ads and hospitality to the F1 side and relied mostly on tickets.

Later Concorde deals split TV money among FIA, teams, and Bernie’s company, then the FIA swapped its share for a fixed fee as auctions sent rights into the tens of millions.

Teams grumbled but loved the exposure because sponsorships exploded, with tobacco alone funneling billions before bans.

On track, wings created downforce but added drag, so Lotus turned the whole car into an upside-down wing and used the Venturi effect to suck it to the road.

Ground effect dominated, then was banned for safety in the eighties, only to return recently, which is why cars now generate most downforce underbody and kick up those dramatic dust clouds at night races.

Qualifying in the rain was wild with the spray; those rooster tails show how much air the cars move.

Ground effects are so strong a car once lifted a welded drain cover; that downforce, plus huge gains in engine efficiency and power, turned light carbon cars into rockets.

A thousand horses in something featherweight is nuts, and turbos wring even more punch from the same cycle.

Racing wasn’t built to help road cars, but advances like paddle shifters, composites, and turbo refinement eventually migrated to showrooms.

In the early nineties Williams fused software with hardware—traction control, anti‑lock brakes, active suspension, semi‑auto shifts—dialing ride height per corner and winning back‑to‑back titles.

Then the FIA banned driver aids, Senna joined Williams with a neutered car, and his fatal crash in 1994 became a global reckoning.

Fatalities had already fallen with better track inspections, real barriers, fireproof gear, fuel cells, and harnesses, but after 1994 the sport cut aero, added grooves, built survival cells, expanded run‑offs, and later mandated the halo; there have been no deaths since 2014.

Slowing cars made sense for safety, but it pushed teams into an arms race to find microscopic advantages.

As rules tightened, winning shifted from raw power to exploiting gray areas; think six‑wheel experiments and tens of millions poured into tiny loopholes.

Meanwhile Bernie, fabulously paid and aging, ran Formula One like a one‑man shop, stacked roles, kept things vague by design, and installed lawyer‑ally Max Mosley to wield FIA power.

Eddie Jordan nailed it: Bernie sold F1 multiple times, never bought it back, never lost control, and somehow didn’t own it to begin with.

Bernie tried to IPO via SLEC, moved ownership toward his wife for tax reasons, then shelved it when EU antitrust sniffed around and instead raised debt for a giant dividend—the infamous burning bonds—days before triple bypass surgery.

Red flag number one in finance is raising loads of debt just to cut the owner a check.

Private equity jumped in: H and F bought in, flipped to dot‑com high‑flyer EM.TV, which levered up with banks like JP Morgan, Lehman, and Bayerische Landesbank, then cratered; the lenders wound up with 75 percent while Bernie kept 25.

Banks sued for control in 2004, but Bernie shrugged and cut a deal with CVC, who bought everyone out, kept him as CEO, and let him co‑invest; about two billion total with heavy leverage.

Roughly nine hundred million of equity went in; Bernie got his incentive back.

He juiced promoter fees by swapping middling races for big‑money venues like Abu Dhabi, Singapore, India, and eventually Russia at Sochi, where he got the contract signed before even meeting Putin; that race later vanished after the invasion of Ukraine.

Team relations soured as travel times got absurd and budgets exploded; the 2008 crisis pushed manufacturers to the exit and sparked a proposed cost cap.

Some teams welcomed limits, but Ferrari and others preferred burning cash to win; they rallied the grid into a breakaway threat.

FOTA’s leverage killed the cap for then, froze engine development, and forced Max Mosley out.

Zac Brown later put it plainly: breakaways die on revenue splits—heritage teams and winners can’t agree on the pie.

Trust hit bottom after Spygate and Crashgate, until two outliers reset the sport: Red Bull and the team that became Mercedes.

Red Bull saw drivers as adrenaline ambassadors, not aristocrats, ditched Sauber, bought Ford’s failing Jaguar entry for one pound, and turned the paddock into a club with the Energy Station.

Christian Horner lured aerodynamics savant Adrian Newey, and within five years Red Bull reeled off four straight titles with Sebastian Vettel, all while treating the team as a marketing engine rather than a profit center.

They now build powertrains with Ford and even a track‑only hypercar, operating more like a modern performance company than a mere sponsor.

On the other track, Ross Brawn left Ferrari’s rule‑bending glory, took over Honda, and when Honda bailed in 2008 he bought the team for a pound without engines.

Mercedes supplied power, the chassis didn’t quite fit, but a double‑diffuser breakthrough made the car a rocket; Jenson Button won six of the first seven and Brawn GP took both championships in 2009.

The fairy tale couldn’t self‑fund, so Mercedes bought 75 percent for two hundred million, rebranded, tried a Schumacher comeback, realized they’d bought a fixer‑upper, then invested hard.

They hired Toto Wolff to run the operation, paired Lewis Hamilton with Nico Rosberg, and dominated with eight straight constructors’ crowns; even the year Lewis didn’t win, Nico did.

The Mercedes‑Red Bull rivalry defined the modern era, and team bosses like Toto and Christian turned principals into true CEOs who built enduring businesses, not just quick cars.

Mercedes the team went from a one‑pound rescue to a multi‑billion‑dollar juggernaut, while CVC cashed out of F1 after piling on debt and selling down to a final exit that set the stage for Liberty to take over.

At that moment F1 was a company with management rights, not the sport itself, because Bernie had locked up a hundred‑year commercial license from the FIA in a no‑bid deal.

Liberty bought control in 2016, engineered a tracking stock called FWON, and turned the whole thing public while assuming the league’s debt.

Liberty effectively became F1 as other assets spun out, leaving the holding company mostly the Formula One Group.

They installed Fox veteran Chase Carey to run the show, then pushed Bernie upstairs and out so a modern media plan could breathe.

Bernie built the empire, but after a 45‑year run the next playbook needed investment, openness, and fan growth he wasn’t wired to deliver.

Job one was fixing team relations, so Liberty landed a cost cap around $145 million for car expenses and layered on wind‑tunnel and testing limits.

Plenty sits outside the cap—drivers, top execs, marketing, and power units—but the guardrails still narrowed the spending gap.

It moved most teams toward break‑even and made the front of the grid wildly profitable, which is why team values shot into NFL territory.

Average team revenue now sits near $430 million, with leaders like Mercedes estimating roughly $200 million in operating income plus enormous brand value from winning.

That success re‑cast Mercedes from plush cruisers to true performance, and the Toto Wolff stake turning into billionaire equity tells you how far the sport’s economics flipped.

Next Liberty rebuilt trust with race promoters who’d long been squeezed on fees while losing key revenue streams like hospitality and trackside ads.

They reframed each stop as a city‑wide festival weekend, shared data, booked big music acts, and treated every event like a Super Bowl‑scale moment.

They also opened the doors for fans, reversing Bernie‑era control that had sent Lewis Hamilton cease‑and‑desist letters for posting clips on Instagram.

Once Liberty said yes to digital, the sport’s most globally recognizable driver could finally act like a modern star instead of a rights risk.

They then attacked low‑hanging growth—eSports, better video games with EA, and turning preseason testing into a televised narrative engine.

Journalists now feast on testing storylines, which keeps drama alive even when the cars are barely on track.

Hollywood was the final lever, and the real unlock wasn’t fast cars but human drama captured by Netflix with full access and final cut.

Drive to Survive started as a long‑shot doc, leaned into office politics and personality, and became appointment TV even without Mercedes and Ferrari in season one.

The show arrived when hardcore fans were starving for access, so even purists embraced it despite knowing it wasn’t the race itself.

Netflix paid less than Amazon’s bid but was the better global megaphone, Box to Box got creative control, and the pandemic turned a slow burn into a worldwide surge.

U.S. race viewership doubled within a few years and Miami drew 3.1 million TV viewers, while globally the sport added tens of millions of new fans and a far larger share of women.

Many fans mostly watch the show, not races, but sponsors still love the logo impressions and the lifestyle aura.

Liberty pushed more American stops, adding Miami in 2022 and then running Vegas themselves with big upfront capex that may not be a repeat model.

Austin keeps proving the festival playbook, but Vegas showed that keeping all the upside can also mean carrying heavy risk and local friction.

The Paddock Club became a rolling executive briefing center, where enterprise buyers spend three days bonding instead of a few hours watching a game.

Sponsorship is the lifeblood at the team level, from seven‑figure logo slots to LVMH‑scale league deals, and Oracle’s Red Bull pact traces straight back to Drive to Survive.

Liberty jump‑started U.S. TV by giving ESPN the rights for free, then turned that into real dollars and set the table for Apple to push in with a much richer rumored deal.

Apple’s Brad Pitt film smashed records, streamers now pressure legacy broadcasters, and while U.S. races still trail NASCAR, global audiences dwarf American numbers.

New entrants are reshaping the grid as Audi returns, Honda partners Aston Martin, Ford teams with Red Bull on powertrains, and Cadillac jumps in as a full team.

Ford gains podium‑level visibility immediately with Red Bull while GM bets on building Cadillac into a contender over time; it’s a great rivalry with opposite strategies.

A fresh Concorde and ruleset aim to enable more passing, but early noise about hybrids, sound, and complexity shows the tension between spectacle and sustainability.

Old V10 thunder is gone, and if you want real carbon impact you’d cluster races by region and stop head‑to‑head scheduling with the NFL.

A spring U.S. mini‑swing could lift ratings and cut flights, which would do more for emissions than tinkering with power units.

F1 Group now does about $3.4 billion in revenue, split roughly a third media rights, a third promoter fees, and the rest across sponsorship, hospitality, merch, and licensing.

Because cameras live on cars and drivers, teams capture outsized sponsor value, which helps this league work even though the teams don’t own it.

Team payouts blend participation, constructors finish, and history, with Ferrari still getting a legacy premium and the top‑to‑bottom split roughly fourteen to six percent of the pool.

Ferrari remains the global favorite for about a third of fans, so the heritage bonus still moves the needle.

The skew risks locking in front‑runners and stranding the back markers, and while money isn’t everything, feedback loops are real in this sport.

You still need a deep grid for a healthy championship, not a five‑team invitational.

Fan counts sit in the hundreds of millions, team values have nearly doubled in two years to an average near $3.6 billion, and multiples reflect scarcity more than cash flow.

Owning a slice of a team buys influence, reach, and asset appreciation, which is why deep‑pocketed buyers keep lining up.

Liberty’s equity has roughly quintupled since the deal, with F1’s enterprise value around the mid‑twenties billions and total ecosystem value near the low sixties when you add teams.

If you treat the races as worth nothing, you miss the scale of the asset. Vegas alone cost about half a billion dollars to stage, which is a decent stand-in for a Grand Prix’s value, and there are roughly twenty-two of them.

Roll that in and the whole sport looks like roughly seventy billion dollars of enterprise value. The real question is whether teams are getting a fair slice versus Liberty, since this is a profit-holding league company, not a pass-through like the NFL. Team share of revenue drifted down over time, yet the league only produced about four hundred ninety million dollars of operating income on three point four billion of revenue. Even if you handed all that profit to teams, distributions would rise from roughly one point two seven to one point seven six billion dollars, which means teams already capture about seventy-two percent of the economics they’d have if they owned the league outright. The rest funds the heavy lift of running and expanding a global series, Vegas included, and the exact split gets haggled every Concorde cycle.

Bernie’s era likely would have shown very different margins, but that was before Liberty’s investment push.

Did F1 need a Bernie? I think yes. Wrangling a truly global, logistically brutal championship required an owner-operator with sharp elbows and real upside, not a hired commissioner. What Pete Rozelle pulled off in the NFL was one-of-one; trying that model here would have stalled out.

So could a Rozelle-style commissioner have built F1’s structure? I do not think so. The incentives and multi-party negotiations demanded a founder-like operator, and Bernie played that role.

Inside the paddock, lasting edges come less from clever one-offs and more from consistent execution. You might grab a short-term rules exploit, but multi-season dominance like Mercedes’ run, or a driver peak like Hamilton’s, traces back to engineering depth, operations, and discipline, not some uncopyable moat.

Drivers are not a durable advantage since anyone can bid for them, though scale helps you afford top talent. Big picture, it is healthy that results mostly reflect competence, not structural lock-in, even if the very back of the grid can fall into negative cycles.

Why did F1 beat out other series? It is bespoke car development, global glamour, and deep cultural cachet that other championships cannot just grab. Then the FIA crowns it the pinnacle, which functions like a regulatory badge you cannot clone.

On the league’s moat, the Seven Powers lens highlights what matters here. There are network effects inside the series, brand strength that draws viewers to F1 over any breakaway, switching costs for teams and circuits bound by contracts and sunk investment, a de facto cornered resource through FIA recognition, and scale economies across twenty-plus events and a global broadcast footprint. The fact no one split off despite years of hardball tells you how entrenched this is.

Now the big monetization gap: approximately eight hundred thirty million global fans generate around five and a half billion dollars when you add league and team revenues, so about seven dollars per fan each year. The NFL does roughly one hundred twenty-seven dollars on far fewer fans. F1’s cap is inventory. You have about twenty-two races and you cannot simply double that. The counter is to make each weekend feel like a championship event, especially in the United States, and to stop colliding with the NFL by fixing the calendar.

Growth levers are clear. Win the U.S. media market with better timing and presence. Bring real competition to European rights renewals. A homegrown American champion or a breakthrough female star would turbocharge demand in new segments.

The bear case is the on-track product can feel like a procession. The cars are huge for safety, passing is tough, and strategy often trumps visible action, which caps mainstream excitement. It is not a pandemic fad though, that fear has faded. To broaden appeal, broadcasts should weave in Drive to Survive storytelling and clarify strategy with smarter data visuals, so new fans can feel the stakes building before overtakes and pit cycles happen.

Apple could help here. They already built custom cameras for the F1 movie, and they could push in-helmet views and face capture to bring drivers’ emotions into the live show. That tech-forward partnership is a real upside scenario.

Quintessence for me: F1 may be the only sport where a big chunk of fans never watch live but still buy merch, follow storylines, and know the standings. That is unusual, and it is powerful if the broadcasts can convert more of them into viewers.

And this is the most complex sports business we have studied. It is like a traveling fight promotion, except there are ten teams, thousand-person operations, and three hundred million dollar machines. The activation energy to replicate it is sky-high. The next global motorsport hit will likely look nothing like F1 on paper.

Carve-outs. Echo by Cirque du Soleil in Seattle was jaw-dropping. Also, the Seahawks’ Super Bowl mic’d-up cut on YouTube makes a slow game come alive.

Parenting joy update: Princess Peach Showtime on Switch turned my daughter into a gamer. It is playful, confident, and a perfect on-ramp.

Gratitude time. Huge thanks to our research partners and to the many folks across teams, media, production, investors, and manufacturers who shared perspective, from McLaren and Liberty to Netflix, Box to Box, Apple, and Ford, plus track promoters and data partners. These lists are getting wild, and we appreciate everyone who helped behind the scenes too.

And thanks as well to leadership past and present at the league who spoke with us, including Chase Carey.

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