God made Cabernet Sauvignon, whereas the Devil made Pinot Noir.
I can count the number of great Cabernets I made at Beaulieu only by taking off my socks and shoes, but I can count the number of great Pinot Noirs on one hand with change left over.
Appreciating old wine is like making love to a very old lady. It is possible. It can even be enjoyable. But it requires a bit of imagination.
People spend too much time tasting wine; not enough time drinking it.