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Fantasy Formula 1: Europe - The other stuff

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Well, what a smashing time I had in Leeds.

4.45am alarm call on Monday, got lost when I exited the station when I got there, then discovered later that the hotel I had booked couldn't take me and wound up in one much further away. Overlooking a motorway junction.

Still, I now am apparently able to create a Wordpress website from scratch. I've got certificate that says that, anyway.

Still, you don't want to hear about my trials and tribulations... you want The Other Stuff! Hopefully.

So, without further delaying tactics or unecessary waffling, here it is...

Naughty corner: Ooo, but there were a LOT to choose from, weren’t there? I think you can guess who I’m going for, can’t you? Yup – Pastor’s stupefyingly bad attempt to pass Hamilton, not only robbing Lewis of points, but Williams of a decent haul too. Again.

Hero: Some worthy candidates... Webber made up 15 places, Schumi got a podium at last, but I’ll go with Fernando getting the win from 11th on the grid. Looks like it meant a lot to him too.

Fantasy Formula 1 driver of the day was the sobbing Spaniard, with a chunky 45 points.

Bad news, people – Mark E makes in 8 weeks out front, and due to some, frankly, hopeless scores from his nearest rivals, he’s extended his lead to a chunky 68 points.

Front to back gap – blimey, that’s got wide. 455 points wide.

It’s now Alonso who tops the list of FF1 drivers you should have picked, whilst Perez continues his grip on 2nd. Despite scoring points this race, de la Rosa is still last. On the teams front, Lotus still lead, but Ferrari are now up to 2nd. HRT are still well and truly last.

Congratulations to Tony’s Mum and Ollie C, who collect the two biggest points hauls of the season so far!

Next race: It’s the British GP on the 8th of July! Hurrrrrrah!!! I’m already dusting off my Damon Hill baseball cap and fretting about what Eddie Jordan might wear...

(Listeing to a rather amazing mash-up album tonight - The Kleptones' "A Night At The Hip Hopera", which ambitiously mixes Queen songs with, well, all sorts of stuff really. Lordy!)
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