Your essential F1 briefing #4: Friendship
Ooh! Get him!
Ooh! Get him!
Thus, it seems, the end of a beautiful friendship. Well it does liven up the post-race ‘green room’ when there’s a bit of mutual loathing on display. Do say: It’s like Prost and Senna all over again
Don’t say: Don’t go there, girlfriend!
Name Friendship Age As old as the very pillars of the earth Appearance Mutual affection is a joy that simply cannot be illustrated.
Did you know that in Ancient Greece, friendship was seen as an enlargement of the self, discoursed upon at length by such venerable thinkers as Aristotle and Plato?
Every day’s a school day. But I’m not sure F1 drivers need chums to inflate their egos.
Is that why they don’t hang out with one another any more? Pity. Whatever happened to the days when Jim Clark and Jackie Stewart were like Batman and Robin? Why can’t they all just get along and go on holiday together like they used to?
Perhaps they spend too much of their formative years playing computer games? Maybe the stakes are just too high? Anyhow, looks like one of F1’s most trumpeted friendships, that of Lewis Hamilton and Nico Rosberg, has hit the skids.
Aw, bless. Didn’t they go karting together when they were kiddies?
Those were more innocent times, alas. Now they’re team-mates again it’s all mindgames and handbags. Nico didn’t much like being beaten by Lewis for four races on the trot. Then Lewis confided to the press that Nico’s “hunger is different” because he “grew up in Monaco with jets and boats”. Then Nico had a little trippy-upsie in qualifying for Monaco, stopped Lewis getting pole, then won the race.
You don’t suppose this is another one of Bernie’s wheezes to ‘improve the show’, do you?
I have no doubt that after the cameras stop rolling they have a good laugh, heartily slap one another on the back, then head off down the pub for a couple of rounds of pool…