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Fantasy Formula 1: Monaco - the other stuff

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Good things come to those who wait.

Unfortunately, I misread that, and sent the good things to those who check the mass of hot leaf-based beverages.

Good things come to those who weigh tea. Sorry. Anyway, here's that other stuff from the Monaco GP weekend.

Naughty corner: It’s a welcome return of my favourite numpty, Skeletor Maldonado. Fresh from having everyone start believing he was actually a good driver after all, he petulantly banged wheels with Perez, before removing himself from the race on the first lap. Welcome back, dimwit!

Hero: I’m saying Perez. Early shunt in quail saw him start at the back, but even after getting a drive-through penalty he managed to make it up to 11th. Lest we forget, that’s pretty darn impressive at Monaco.

Fantasy Formula 1 driver of the day was the aforementioned Sergio, along with Webber, both scoring 26 FF1 points.

Mark E extends his lead at the front of FF1, making it 6 races at the top. Blimey.

Front to back gap stays at 440 points, but Andy might want to consider going for it now. A bit. Well, a lot. Loads in fact.

In case you’re wondering who you should have picked this year, Alonso has now taken the FF1 championship lead, with previous leader Raikkonen falling to 4th. Good job you didn’t pick de la Rosa, he’s way last. You did? Ah...

On the team front, Lotus are joined by McLaren as best team, with HRT joined by Caterham as joint worsterest. It is a word. Look it up in the Wordernary.

Next race: It’s Canada time! Next weekend, 10th June. For us BBC viewers, it’s back to highlights again though. Guess what time? Go on. Nope. Still nope. Did someone say 10.30pm? Yup.

(Still listening to Human League stuff. It's All I Ever Wanted.)
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