If you're one of the three-to-five Americans who still care about the United States Grand Prix after last year's tire debacle, here's one more reason not to: if for some reason the event doesn't go on as scheduled, you're out your ticket money, Ponce de Leon. That's right, no friendly Michelin refunding your scrill, no contrite Bernie E. on his knees beggin' forgiveness (or whatever else he does down there). Zilch. Then again, we'd love to see the angry fans storm the track at the Brickyard to the tune of "Wild in the Streets" by the Circle Jerks. Heck, even Tony George might enjoy that.