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*Every team fighting for points/the championships*

The Sauber side plot:

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"i've never seen charles as down bad for carlos as carlos is for him"

OPEN your eyes then though

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celestino vietti during fp1 at the italian gp

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sidney crosby f1 au

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Carlos Sainz: Swallower ✍🏼 🙂‍↕️

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there’s something so beautifully sisyphean about following a sports team. each season is a cycle of pushing a boulder up a hill, and every time you think, maybe this is the time we’ll get it to the top of the hill. we just need to keep pushing that boulder. then when it rolls down again, you think, okay, maybe this time is different. maybe if we’re sufficiently hopeful and lucky and hardworking we can push that boulder to the top of the hill. and then it rolls down again. and then you decide to keep pushing the boulder —

and it’s maddening. but it’s also kind of nice…because there’s always the next season, and there’s always the same boulder, so you start to almost feel fond of the boulder. and wouldn’t it feel amazing if you did get it to the top of the hill one day? and wasn’t it kind of fun to push the boulder, even if it was painful in real time? anyway, one must imagine sports fans happy

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one thing about sports rpf that sets it apart is that these aren't about supernaturally beautiful people like actors and musicians and kpop idols are which is practically a criteria for any media facing job; made to be aesthetically beautiful and trained to be charismatic. athletes are often charisma vacuums because they start so young and are hyperfixated on their sport and have no personality beyond it. most of them are actually quite plain looking. there's some notable exceptions of genuinely stunning face cards but most are pretty average and the ones that are considered hot are actually hot for An Athlete. now I know some of you are disagreeing vehemently, blorbo from sportsball is the prettiest of them all, but really it's cause sports fans have so much exposure therapy to them, seeing the same faces all the time over a year and engaging in media about them, that they start finding beauty in the mundane where when you get to know someone you realise they're actually beautiful to you. now there is a notable scale where the more popular a sport/team/athlete is, the more they have entire hair and makeup departments for magazine shoots and interviews where they are styled or at least aware of what hairstyle or way to carry themselves looks good on them, and that adds to their overall attractiveness. scale down and you'll see someone calling a male cyclist with fucked up teeth who looks like a product of balkan incest a gorgeous girl. and that's how you get novel length and often better quality written rpf about dudes who look like in every other life were destined to the local town's convenience store cashier bored out of his mind at a gas stop in between your road trip you'd never spare a second thought of again. and I think that's beautiful <3

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they're actually unreal wtf.

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nico hülkenberg is actually goated and no one is talking about him enough. “but ferrari-” “but redbull-” HE’S SCORING POINTS ON A SAUBER. HE’S P11 IN CHAMPIONSHIP STANDINGS.

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living in a world without a mclaren on pole

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Pour syrup in my wounds i am your pancake

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me reading straight up pornography: hmm… this one just doesn’t have enough accurate character psychoanalysis to get me off

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Thinking about young Esteban, in a strange doctor’s office with needles in his back because he was sick so often while his peers in full health charged on ahead, Esteban’s failing body holding him back. Thinking about young Esteban, watching his parents sell their home and his father’s business to fund his karting career. Thinking about young Esteban, always knowing that chasing his dream will destroy his parents if he can’t perform on track. Thinking about young Esteban, weighing his formula 1 dream against a McDonald’s paycheck and very nearly finding the dream wanting. Thinking about young Esteban realizing that what he has above his peers is a willingness to suffer more than anyone else if that’s what it takes, and all he can do is pray that the suffering won’t last forever. Thinking about young Esteban in 2019, grinding shifts in the Mercedes simulator and trying to claw his way back on to the grid.

Thinking about Esteban who’s so happy nowadays, doing what he loves while surrounded by people who believe in him.