#tom brady imagine

[imaginyimagines]

It’s Never Been Like This Before

A/N: My OC Rina is off to post-season practice with the Tampa Bay Buccaneers in preparation for their run to Super Bowl LV. 

Hooking a face mask over her ear, Rina took a deep breath and exited her silver BMW X3. She was here at Advent Health Training Facility in Tampa Bay, FL, the practice facility of the Buccaneers. There was going to be an open-to-media and guest practice in preparation for the playoffs. Tom had asked her to attend so he could get her breakdown and observations. Back in New England, the coaching staff expected and encouraged her participation. Here though, she was just another name on the guest list, so she wouldn't have the same type of access she would have to the Patriots. Coach Arians had been nothing but kind, but it was clear there was no trust for this long-time Patriots organization member. She didn't even dare bring her camera for fear of being accused of trying to cheat. She slipped her Louis Vuitton backpack straps on as she crossed the parking lot before encountering the gaggle of press members waiting to get in.

Slipping the mask over her nose and mouth and securing it behind her other ear, she drew the fitted ballcap down a bit tighter. As always, she wanted to be as inconspicuous as possible, but often that was not even a remote possibility. The reporter beside her looked her up and down from about four feet away and recognized her.

"Sabrina McMahon, right? I'm surprised to see you here; what brings you to the Bucs facility?" He got his notebook out as he awaited a reply.

"I'm here to watch a friend; they asked me to come. Moral support, that's all." She gave him as kind of an expression as was possible behind the face mask. A few other reporters took notice; some also jotted down the quote. She shifted her weight from hip to hip and waited as patiently as she could. Once the mass was allowed to start to trickle in, Rina slipped her backpack off and opened it for inspection. Security looked her up and down before turning their flashlight on and poking around the bag. It revealed a wallet, notepad and pen, and hand sanitizer. They waved her through, and she was handed a lanyard with a badge. The badge read guest, along with the last name of the player that had vouched for her. Taking her cap off momentarily, she slipped it over her head before replacing the worn blue hat atop her head. Staff directed the way to the practice field and bleachers for the expanded crowd. Rina looked along the area and saw players stretching. It was a familiar football atmosphere, guys laughing and having fun, some being very serious and some looking like they had a rough night. As usual, I looked for him. Finding number twelve, I waited until he looked toward the sidelines and gave him a wave.

[the-imaginative-hobbyist]

The Dunk Knight.

[germanapples]

Kylian Mbappé after Tom Brady tells him that he should just go play American Football

disclaimer this is just some bullshit I made up but ay since anyone can put in an offer

[dreamonminecraft]

"MCC is too competitive now it's not fun anymore :/" just say your faves don't win every time and MOVE ON

[scarletonmytee]

I don't know why I still want the bucs to win when TB12 has retired and Baker Mayfield is the QB1

[starkwlkr]

Hiii! okay maybe teen mathéo likes a girl so he could talk to charles about it and ask for advice a little father son moment would be cool.

numbers | charles leclerc

hello lovely anon! thanks for the request! for this imagine, I’m going to include mikey and demri schumacher. they are characters that belong to @cs55version from their mick series that i am absolutely in love with!!

I JUST STAY IN MY ROOM TOO LONG BUT I FINALLY HAVE A GIRLFRIEND AND SHE’S THE BOMB — numbers by tempered

While the media saw Ruby Leclerc as the loud, but funny child of Ferrari driver, Charles Leclerc, they sometimes forgot about Mathéo Leclerc, the shy and quiet boy. It wasn’t a bad thing (Mathéo’s exact words). The boy liked not being in the spotlight.

He enjoyed art museums and going to see musicals with his mother and grand-mère. But there were sometimes when the media did question whether or not he would follow in the footsteps of his father. From a young age, Mathéo decided not to pursue a career in formula 1 and his family respected that.

Even the kids at school would ask him when he would start karting. He would always answer with “I’m not going to be a driver. Ask my older sister.”

He grew tired of people at school always asking him about Ferrari, his father and uncle, asking for paddock passes. It was always the same people, people he never even talked to. But there was one day when a girl who had just moved to Monaco came up to him during lunch.

Mathéo’s usual friend, Robin, was sick so he remained home. Now it looked like Mathéo didn’t have any friends and sat alone during lunch.

“Hi. Is it okay if I sit here?” The girl asked, pointing to the chair across Mathéo.

“Yeah, it’s okay.” He replied then went back to eating his sandwich that his mother had made him.

“I’m Giselle.” The girl introduced herself.

“My name is Mathéo, but with an h in between the t and e. A lot of people forget about the h.” He explained.

“Oh, okay. Mine is with two l’s so it’s not like the supermodel’s name, you know the one that was married to Tom Brady?” She asked.

“I don’t know who Tom Brady is, but I know who Gisele Bündchen is. My maman had dinner with her last week.” He said casually. “Wait, you don’t have an accent.” He quickly noticed.

“I’m from America, but my mother’s side of the family is from here. My mom got a really good job offer so here we are,” Giselle explained. “My mom has about of an accent though. She was born here but left when she was ten I think.”

Mathéo had a crush on a girl before. Her name was Eloise. She was the sister of the most popular girl in school so when Eloise asked Mathéo out to the movies, the boy thought it was just some kind of prank.

Giselle seemed nice, she listened when Mathéo had something to say, laughed at his jokes when he made one and she didn’t know of Mathéo’s last name so at least he didn’t have to worry about that yet.

As the school day came to an end, he walked back home only to find Mikey and Demri Schumacher and his sister eating in the kitchen while his mother was on the phone talking.

“Hey, Théo! Missed you.” Demri ruffled his hair as he passed by her to get to the refrigerator.

“You can keep him if you want. I see him all the time.” Ruby teased.

“Maman! Ruby wants to give me away to the Schumacher’s!” Mathéo yelled. He ignored the laughs coming from then teenagers and grabbed a juice then walked out the kitchen.

“Ruby, what did I say about trying to sell your brother?” Y/n groaned from her spot in the sofa.

“Uncle Mick won’t mind having him around!”

“Hi, maman. Is papa around?” The fourteen year old boy asked shyly. He needed his father’s opinion on Giselle.

“He’s in our room, baby. He might be asleep, but you can go check.”

“Oh. I’ll let him sleep then. I’m going to my room.” Mathéo said. He knew how hard his father worked so he rather wait to have a conversation with him. He walked up the stairs to his room and closed the door behind him.

Y/n could see the defeated face on her boy. “Mom, I’m going to call you back. Bye.” She hung up the phone. She got up and walked to her and Charles’ room where he was sleeping peacefully on their bed. He had just gotten back from Belgium and he decided he wanted to have a nap before dinner.

“Charles, sweetheart,” Y/n gently shook his body to wake him up. Charles groaned as a response. “Mathéo wants to talk to you. I have a feeling it might be important.”

“What time is it?” He asked, still not opening his eyes.

“Almost dinner time so you have to get up.”

Charles sighed and sat up in his spot. “Where’s my boy?”

Mathéo was in his room working on his art project. It was a show box diorama of his favorite memory, which was the day of his birthday when all of his family from both sides made it to his party. As he was putting a toy birthday cake in his box, he heard a knock on his door.

“It’s open!” He said, still concentrated on his project. In came Charles with a tired face, but he didn’t care. His son needed him and he was here to listen.

“It looks very nice. Is that Uncle Arthur with frosting on his face?” Charles pointed at a paper drawing of the whole family. Arthur had been drawn with blue marker ‘smeared’ on his face to resemble the frosting of the cake that Charles had thrown at his face the day of the party.

“Yeah, it was kind of hard to find the right shade of blue but I made it work.” Mathéo said, not looking up from his work.

Charles nodded and walked over to the boy’s bed and sat down. “Maman told me you wanted to talk.”

Mathéo finally looked up and slowly turned his chair to face Charles. “But you’re tired. We can talk later-”

“Théo, I’m not tired. I’m okay, now tell me, is someone bothering you in school? Are your grades bad? If it’s about grades then I’m not mad because my grades were not good. Arthur and I used to skip class because of karting so-”

“It’s not about grades. I’m doing well in school. Promise you won’t laugh at me.” Mathéo said quietly.

“Why would I laugh? I’m your papa.”

“Just promise me.”

Charles held out his pinky finger. “I promise I won’t laugh,” Mathéo nodded and was about to speak but Charles stopped him. “No, you have to do the pinky promise. This is serious.” Mathéo chuckled and laced his pinky finger with his father’s then let go.

“Okay, so I was sitting in my usual table during lunch and then this girl comes up and sits with me. Robin wasn’t with me because he’s sick so I thought she felt bad for me because I was sitting alone. But turns out she’s new to Monaco and to the school. We talked and I have decided that she is the coolest girl I have ever met and she doesn’t know I’m your son!” The boy explained. “And she laughed at my jokes, I think I’m in love.”

Charles’ lips turned into a smile. His son had a crush.

“Well that’s a big word for you. She seems nice. What’s her name?” Charles asked.

“Giselle but with two l’s. Even her name is pretty. But I don’t want to seem like a creep and ask her out. How did you ask maman to go on a date with you?”

“Your maman was not an easy person to ask out. The first time I asked her, she said no and I respected her decision. A month later, she was in Monaco and we got lunch with a couple of friends and I asked her again and she said yes. I wanted to take her to dinner but she said that was too boring for a first date so we signed up for a cooking class to make pasta but it was in Italy so we went to Italy.” Charles explained. He was never going to forget that day.

“Why Italy? Does Monaco not having pasta classes?”

“They do, but your mother hadn’t been to Italy so I took her. It’s became a tradition now. On our anniversary, we go to the same cooking class and make pasta. You would think my cooking skills would improve by now, but at least we have maman to help.”

“Maybe I can take Giselle to a cooking class in Italy.” Mathéo suggested.

“How about we start with watching a movie in the local theater?”

[maxcuntstappen]

Bestie lestappen with the reverse trope “too many beds” ????? But they still share maybe?? Could be ridiculously funny

From this. Honestly any of these would be hilarious

It's the night of the annual lock-in.

Max never understood the point of them, really.

But it keeps him away from his house and gives him more time with his friends so he's not going to bitch about it.

After the chaos of last year's 'oh let's put a bunch of hormonal, horny, overly sensitive kids in one gym for one whole night and see how it goes', the management seems to have come to their senses and split the crowd up.

Max likes it better like this, 6 to 10 people in one classroom, people you can choose to have with you with all the bonding activities left for the gym.

It comforts him, knowing that he has a place to retreat if it all gets too much.

And it does get too much. But not in the way he expects.

"MAX!!!!!" Oscar yells, snapping him out of his snooze, just in time for Max to dodge the ball heading straight to his face.

"What the fuck," Max growls, or at least tries to, it comes out as a whine instead.

He would feel embarrassed if he wasn't busy feeling so fucking tired instead.

It's not his fault that GP and Seb made the entire team run double their usual drills because one stupid fucking freshman was late to the practice.

"What the fuck is you," Lando yells, making no sense but the frustration in his voice gets the message across.

"Okay," Alex's voice declares, "We need to regroup."

The other team groans and complains but they're retreating to their side as they do.

Fucking dickheads.

Alex pulls Max to the side, leaving their team discussing and strategising behind.

"Max, you know I love you," Alex starts, and Max preens a bit, always happy with how openly affectionate his friends are with him, "But you're a damn liability, man."

Max frowns, "No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are," George pops up out of nowhere, cause of fucking course, "We are being absolutely murdered out there and you're not helping."

"Okay, Russell, I've seen you throw, let's not pretend you're Tom fucking Brady, yeah?" Max snaps.

George opens his mouth to snark back but Alex pushes him away, "Go. Now."

George grumbles but walks away.

Simp.

"Max, buddy," Alex says, voice gentle, "It's okay to be tired. It's late. You can rest."

But Max doesn't want to rest. He wants to be with his friends and watch them be stupid. He wants to watch Lando slip on the polished floor and he wants to point at him and laugh in his face. He wants to watch George get worryingly protective of Alex when they play capture the flag. He wants to watch Charles argue and argue and argue over one single point in one of these redundant stupid games. He wants to watch him win the argument. Because he will win the argument. Max knows this all too well.

"But..." Max begins to protest, but Alex runs his hand through Max's hair and Max fucking melts into it before he remembers himself and snaps up straight.

"Yeah," Alex says, all sympathetic and soft. That cunt.

Max sighs.

Hard-headed as he is, even he knows when he needs to call it quits.

Max nods, making Alex softly smile.

"I'll see you in a bit, yeah?" Alex squeezes his shoulder, and turns to return to their miserably losing dodge ball team.

Max is practically dragging his feet as he exits the gym. He feels a tinge of sadness at the idea of missing out but it's overshadowed by the absolute fucking joy he's deriving from imagining how fucking good it'll feel to finally, finally be in a horizontal position.

He's just turned into the hallway when a voice calls out, "OI! MAX!"

Max looks back to see a grinning a bit-too-widely Daniel, holding a wide eyed, clearly trying-very-hard-not-to-blink Charles.

"Take him with you too, yeah?" Daniel says, slightly pushing Charles in Max's direction.

He leaves before Max can even get a word in.

Max sighs, running his eyes over Charles' rumpled appearance ; loose red sweatpants and a cream hoodie big enough to fit two, bloodshot eyes with mad scientist hair to match.

Max isn't the only one among his friends who had to run double the drills today.

"Tired?" Max asks, already knowing the answer.

Charles simply nods, his hoodie-covered hand coming up to rub at his eyes.

The sight makes Max feel all soft and mushy.

It's a feeling he's becoming increasingly familiar with, thanks to Charles' existence.

"Come on then," Max says, gesturing with a nod to the hallway towards their chosen class.

They walk next to each other wordlessly, both too tired to thinking of anything to talk about.

Max, surprisingly, is fine with it.

He thought it might be weird, considering just how much Charles and him talk when they're together.

But no.

This is fine too.

It's perfectly fine.

And then they reach their classroom and both of them stop short.

"Uh," Charles says, and Max agrees with that sentiment.

Because there are ten mattresses placed around the class, spread out from one wall to another.

Max so doesn't have the energy to gay panic about sleeping arrangements right now.

He never thought having too many options would ever be a problem when it came to sharing a bed with Charles.

Max glances over, sees Charles' eyes dart all over the floor, clearly trying to figure out his next move.

Max sighs, thinking, 'This is stupid'.

Cause it is.

Charles and Max have known each other since they were kids. Maybe they didn't like each other for half of that time.

But things are different now.

Even if Charles doesn't feel the same bubbly warm overwhelming feelings that Max feels for him, Max knows that Charles still likes him, still likes his company and their conversations and their time spent together.

That's more than Max's tired brain to make a decision.

"C'mon," he mumbles, taking Charles' hand in his, walking them over to the mattress closest to them.

He drops down, making Charles yelp and follow, somehow managing to not stab Max with his elbow.

It's not a big enough mattress to share.

But it's not a small enough mattress to not share.

Charles decides to stay, pressed up to Max's side.

Max is out before he can really appreciate the warmth and the comfort and the joy of the moment.

But it's okay, there will be other times.

[thollandnewsbra]

"What if I don't like who I become, you know, after the therapy? "I-I spent my whole life trying to get right. Who I am. Black man. Gay man. Brave man. Coward. Troublemaker. Peacekeeper. Turns out, I'm all of them. Now, that doesn't make it easy. I've been beat up, spit on, kicked out of every place you can imagine. But I know who I am. And no one can take that from me. Ariana knew who she was. She was proud of it. That's in you. That's a part of you. She is a part of you. You do what the rest of us have to. You take the good parts of yourself and you love 'em. And the bad, you try to make better. Best we can do."

Tom Holland and Elijah Jones in THE CROWDED ROOM (S01E08) | directed by Brady Corbet.

[themakeupbrush]

List of Met Galas since 2001

I've gotten a few asks for a list of Met Galas. Technically, the gala has existed since 1948, and been themed since 1973, but I started at 2001 to keep it short (there was no gala in 2000 apparently). If you're interested in every theme that's ever existed, there's a chart on Wikipedia.

Most lists online start somewhere around 2011-2013, since it wasn't covered by the press the same way before then.

2001 Jacqueline Kennedy: The White House Years

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Christina and Lindsay Owen-Jones, Annette and Oscar de la Renta, Carolina Herrera Caroline Kennedy and Edwin A. Schlossberg

Sponsor: L'Oreal

2003 Goddess: The Classical Mode

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Tom Ford, Nicole Kidman

Sponsor: Gucci

2004 Dangerous Liaisons: Fashion and Furniture in the 18th Century

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Renée Zellweger, Lawrence Stroll, Silas Chou, Edgar Bronfman Jr. Jacob Rothschild, Jayne Wrightsman

Sponsor: Asprey

2005 The House of Chanel

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Karl Lagerfeld, Nicole Kidman Caroline, Princess of Hanover

Sponsor: Chanel

2006 AngloMania: Tradition and Transgression in British Fashion

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Christopher Bailey, Sienna Miller Rose Marie Bravo, The Duke of Devonshire

Sponsor: Burberry

2007 Poiret: King of Fashion

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Cate Blanchett, Nicolas Ghesquière François-Henri Pinault

Sponsor: Balenciaga

2008 Superheroes: Fashion and Fantasy

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, George Clooney, Julia Roberts, Giorgio Armani

Sponsor: Giorgio Armani

2009 The Model As Muse: Embodying Fashion

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Kate Moss, Justin Timberlake Marc Jacobs

Sponsor: Marc Jacobs

Ticket Price: $7,500

2010 American Woman: Fashioning a National Identity

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Oprah Winfrey, Patrick Robinson

Sponsor: Gap

2011 Alexander McQueen: Savage Beauty

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Colin Firth, Stella McCartney François-Henri Pinault and Salma Hayek

Sponsor: Alexander McQueen

2012 Schiaparelli and Prada: Impossible Conversations

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Carey Mulligan, Miuccia Prada, Jeff Bezos

Sponsor: Amazon

2013 Punk: Chaos to Couture

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Rooney Mara, Lauren Santo Domingo, Riccardo Tisci Beyoncé

Sponsor: Moda Operandi

Ticket Price: $15,000

2014 Charles James: Beyond Fashion

Co-chairs: Aerin Lauder, Anna Wintour, Bradley Cooper, Oscar de la Renta, Sarah Jessica Parker, Lizzie and Jonathan Tisch

Sponsor: AERIN

Ticket Price: $25,000

Theme Announcement: September 4th, 2013

2015 China: Through the Looking Glass

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Jennifer Lawrence, Gong Li, Marissa Mayer, Wendi Murdoch, Silas Chou

Sponsor: Yahoo

Ticket Price: $25,000

Theme Announcement: September 11th, 2014

2016 Manus x Machina: Fashion in an Age of Technology

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Taylor Swift, Idris Elba, Jonathan Ive Nicolas Ghesquière, Karl Lagerfeld, Miuccia Prada

Sponsor: Apple

Ticket Price: $30,000

Theme Announcement: October 13th, 2015

2017 Rei Kawakubo/Comme des Garçons: Art of the In-Between

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Gisele Bündchen and Tom Brady, Katy Perry, Pharrell Williams, Rei Kawakubo

Sponsor: Apple, Condé Nast, Farfetch, H&M, Maison Valentino

Ticket Price: $30,000

Theme Announcement: October 21st, 2016

2018 Heavenly Bodies: Fashion and the Catholic Imagination

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Rihanna, Amal Clooney, Donatella Versace Christine and Stephen A. Schwarzman

Sponsors: Christine and Stephen A. Schwarzman, Versace

Ticket Price: $30,000

Theme Announcement: November 8th, 2017 (currently the latest they've announced the theme)

2019 Camp: Notes on Fashion

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Lady Gaga, Harry Styles, Serena Williams, Alessandro Michele

Sponsor: Gucci

Ticket Price: $35,000

Theme Announcement: October 9th, 2018

Planned for May 4, 2020 (canceled) About Time: Fashion and Duration

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Meryl Streep, Emma Stone, Lin-Manuel Miranda, Nicolas Ghesquière

Sponsor: Louis Vuitton

September 2021 In America: A Lexicon of Fashion

Co-chairs: Timothée Chalamet, Billie Eilish, Amanda Gorman, Naomi Osaka, Tom Ford, Adam Mosseri, Anna Wintour

Sponsor: Instagram

Ticket Price: $35,000

2022 In America: An Anthology of Fashion

Co-chairs: Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds, Lin-Manuel Miranda, Regina King, Tom Ford, Adam Mosseri, Anna Wintour

Sponsor: Instagram

Ticket Price: $35,000

2023 Karl Lagerfeld: A Line of Beauty

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Dua Lipa, Michaela Coel, Penélope Cruz, Roger Federer

Sponsors: Chanel, Fendi, Karl Lagerfeld (brand)

Ticket Price: $50,000 (most expensive to date)

Theme Announcement: September 30th, 2022

[imaginyimagines]

Hello

A/N: Rina prepares for the first meeting of Tom Brady as a member of the opposing team and her Patriots. Week 4 of the 2021 season. Fluff. 

Rina wrung her hands nervously as she waited in the portico area of the Gillette Stadium complex. It was certainly not the first time she was waiting for her friend Tom after he had left the Patriots. They'd spent several days in the offseason as families, their children playing and laughing together in the Florida sunshine. She'd been there for him during the playoffs and Super Bowl LV as a guest. That had been different, as she was not on the sidelines like she could be with the Patriots. Bruce Arians was cordial to her but was not trusting enough to allow her near his coaching staff or players during games. It was only fair; she was viewed as a potential Patriots spy. There had been plenty of media speculation that this had been a Belichick ploy to send in a Trojan horse.

It was indeed a different atmosphere than last week when she had been waiting for Jules, who was honored during last week's game. She felt a wave of unsureness as she turned to her phone again. It was a text message from her husband Josh, checking in with the kids as they were about to depart their Boston apartment to head towards the stadium. Even as AJ and Thomas grew older, it was hard for them to still be at the stadium many hours ahead of game time. A smile broke her lips as she saw them dressed in their little Patriots jerseys and jeans, Josh rebelliously wearing a Detroit Lions t-shirt as well. "See you soon, my loves, careful of the traffic, babe," was what she typed in response. Down the hall, she could see Steve Belichick's way towards her.

"Rina, my dad wants to see you," the youngest Belichick relayed his father's message. Rina nodded, following the younger Belichick back down the hall towards the team locker room area. As a woman, she preferred not to go into men's locker rooms unless necessary. So she waited across the hallway and down a few paces while the younger Belichick went in, and a few seconds later, the elder Belichick came out.

"Are you ready for this?" Bill asked abruptly; Coach didn't waste time, especially on game days. He'd be relying on her eagle eyes if she spotted something on the field, just in case one of the other coaches and assistants missed the tiniest opening. He also knew how she felt about Tom, and working against one of your best friends was never easy, especially for someone who wore her emotions as Rina could.

"Yes. I know my job here, Coach." Rina responded with her chin held aloft, the infamous McMahon dimple and gumption showing.

"I know you do. I'm asking if you can handle the other side," His blue-grey eyes pinned her to the wall as she felt the anxiety well up again. Looking down for a moment, she looked back up with a half-smile.

"It's not going to be fun, and I'm as prepared for whatever feelings may come up as best as I can be." Coach Belichick nodded.

"You going to go see him?"

"Of course,"

"Then I'll see you after that," With that, Belichick went back into the locker room, and Rina jogged back down to wait. When she arrived, she saw that she had to wait no longer, as Tom Brady was chatting happily with Robert Kraft. As Mr. Kraft moved past Brady at last, she walked over with a smile.

"Lookie here what the cat dragged in; gosh, they'll just let anyone in this place these days," She quipped to catch Tom's attention. He looked over his shoulder, they made eye contact, and a piece in Rina's heart clicked back into place.

"Hey now," Tom said as he reached out for Rina and pulled her close. As she settled into his embrace, memories of many years in this same building ran through her head. They didn't need to talk; they spoke regularly on the phone and by text. The symbolism wasn't lost on others, who let them have their moment unhurried and unbothered. Perhaps they could've made their relationship work so many years ago in another life. Nearly twenty years had passed since the two had dated, and Rina still felt the faintest butterflies in her stomach when he looked at her. She settled into the embrace and knew it was all just hopes and dreams. Those weren't ones to come true, not in a million years. Sometimes they were nice to reminisce and re-visit, to feel that way again for a moment. Now, as she looked up at his bright smile and blue eyes, she was even more thankful for how things turned out.

[luchitohamilton]

lewis with moritz steidl back at the austrian gp '23, part 2 [part 1]

I don’t know whether I’d be a writer. I’ve always wondered, when I hear about writers I’m always like I’d love to know what that entails, like, I couldn’t even, I’ve seen a script, but I would have no idea where I would start with a script. I’ve written songs and that process’s been, you know, learning about the pre, the verse, the bridge and all these different things and how you narrate through that and that’s been a process of learning that so. I don’t currently have any desire to write a story. I feel more compassionate and more driven to like give people opportunities that would never normally have, an opportunity to uplift their stories, whether it’s in documentaries, whether it’s real life stories, whether it’s people from diverse backgrounds who, you know, or something that would normally not get seen and so, you know, as you go across the industries there’s little access for people with disabilities, for people from diverse backgrounds and we gotta disrupt that, not only in this sport but across the most[industries].

They posted another version of this interview and in English so, transcript below 👇

So, Lewis, first of all, thank you to be invited here in Mercedes [My pleasure.] And how is it? Finally you come to a race weekend and now this could be a really really good one.

Yeah, well, we’ve had a couple of really good race weekends, in Montreal, in Barcelona, which to be on the podium on those two, to be so close in Monaco, was a real positive for us. So, we wanna try and continue with the consistency. The team had done an amazing job to point us in a better direction.

When you enter the car, or when you also leave the car, do you or does your body gives you any other specific signs? In a good ones or some, I don’t know. [My Body?] Yeah, yeah, your body. Do you feel like… I’m 30 years old, 29 soon 30, and I remember when I was 20 everything was quite smooth and so, I’m not asking but can you imagine you as a top sportsman you can maybe, you have other signs your body sends out to you?

I think uhm, I’m 38, I think I feel stronger than I’ve ever been so, I think the thing you notice when you get older is recovery takes a little bit longer but it’s not massive. There’re so many different solutions today like cold water therapy, there’s cryotherapy, there’s all this other things to help speed up recovery and better understanding of diet so, it’s not as bad as people say it is. If you look at Tom Brady, he was 44/45 and still performing so that gives people like myself a lot more confidence.

When I get out of the car I feel generally fresh, as I’ve said, I’ve been training in a slightly different way this past year and I feel a lot stronger and more stable that I’ve ever felt in the car physically now, then the car it’s not been great to drive for the past year and a bit, but now it’s slowly starting to give us more confidence as a driver.

You know, actually, to be honest, I just wanted to ask you this question because I think it’s kind of pushed also by the media, all over the world, for example “oh, you are a 7-time world champion against now a younger man” and so on. I think it’s the narrative all the media wants to hear but it’s so untrue. I have a quote for you, Mohammed Ali once said, and I also can relate this to myself, “Just remember you don’t have to be what they want you to be”. Do you know this quote? Do you like it?

Yeah, I like that. Definitely, I mean, if you see how I’ve navigated over the time that I’ve been here in this sport. It’s been a challenge, you know, and you have of course, I’m sure, your own challenges. I think always just knowing yourself and staying true to yourself is the most important thing and not trying to change yourself to suit what other people think.

I think on the racing side of things, yeah, the narrative’s been interesting in the past year, you know, it’s a new scenario to have a new driver, George he has nothing to lose, zero, you know, so if he finished behind, they say “well, you’re driving against a 7-time world champion”, if he finishes ahead, is a win-win all the time, but for me if I finish ahead it’s kind of like “oh, well you’re 7-time world champion [so it’s expected]”, you know, and finishing behind is all doom and gloom, you know, so uhm, I just don’t read any of that stuff so I’m not like, I don’t get sucked in by the BS as you mentioned, you know, I just focus on everyday trying to be the best version, trying to work towards building the best version of myself, physically, mentally, you know, I’m trying to work on my entrepreneurial stuff, I’m trying to make sure my foundation is having true impact on people, I’m trying to make sure that when I travel around the world I’m utilizing this platform that I have, like social media, in a positive light that’s educational and it’s uplifting, and what else? I don’t know what else I can do.

You know when I have the most motivation is like when people say like “you can’t” and then, my motivation is lifted up extremely high to prove them so wrong and I think, their faces when you look at them and they are like "he's really has done it", you know what I mean?

Yeah, I love that. I have that, I can empathize with what you're saying there, my whole life also people said, "you can’t", when I was a kid people said, "you can’t", when I was at school my teachers said, "you can’t", when I said I wanted to be a Formula 1 World Champion they said, "you can’t". I’ve had team drivers and drivers, so many people, so, so many people trying to create that narrative and let that sink into your head and if you let that into your head then it can become a reality, right?, so just blocking it out, continue to believe, that's been the key and then proving people wrong, it’s the best thing ever, so I love that you’ve done that, and you’re doing that, and I think that’s part of our role, on this Earth, right, is to prove them wrong and, yeah.

I remember when I was joining this team, Niki was one of those, he said, “You can’t be doing this, you can’t be doing that” and then, you know, in one of the races he was saying to Toto “He can’t be doing this things [going to a fashion show in New York right before the Singapore GP in 2018]. There’s no way, he can't be traveling here and arriving here fully focused” and I arrived, and I did the best time in Singapore in qualifying and he was like “Ok, maybe he can” so, you know, even the young to old, you're having to prove that too.

You know like for me, you know, what comes through today like talking to you, doing an interview and a Formula 1 panel, was always my dream and I remember back in University and also back in my high school days people doing like “ah, it’s so difficult in this world” and so on, and I always think if you give up and show them that’s what they want to see and I always had the most motivation out of them.

Yeah, no, well congratulations to you.

Congratulations to you. And I have another example for you. I saw a video of you where you said that also when you got your puppy Roscoe back then you also liked the fact that people always told you…

Yeah, everyone said to me in my family “ you can’t have a dog, you’ll never be able to take care of a dog” and yeah, I just, anything anyone say I can’t do I just feel for me I have to go out and do it, I’m like “dammit, I have to go and do it now” and so, you know, look, I skydive, I surf, I try everything even if I’m not good. I’m not good at everything but I’m very very focused when I try everything that I do to try to be the best I can be.

At least try, I think, that’s the most important thing, right?

Exactly. You gotta try everything, anything and everything so, whether I’m trying instruments, I’m trying, and I’m not great at the piano but I’m trying…oh God I still dream of one day playing a lot better and one day I will be able to play really really well.

You’re a 7-time World Champion, someone who knows maybe most of the world. Do you also sometimes, at home, it's silence, you have self-doubt?

Uhm, there’s definitely…I wouldn’t be human if that, there weren´t ever. Sometimes it pops up, sometimes it's creeps op, and that´s part of my experience of growing up when, you know, with these people telling you "you can't" and then sometimes it creeps out inside that voice that comes in and says, you know, "you´re no good", " you don't look good" or "you're not this", "you're not beautiful", all these different things and I've just learned to really continue to build a positive, a strong mental approach to my days so that can penetrate me ever.

Like you block it, you’re so focused, also in a personal manner it doesn’t influence you.

Yeah, and I also don’t do things that take away my energy, I don’t put people around me that take away my energy. I surround myself with people who are like-minded, I surround myself with people who are positive and who are like also driven to, not to be, they are not negative, they are not on social media saying negative things about people, yeah.

Are there people, like when I have self-doubt when I think about things, I know certain people I want to ask, I mean, the friend and family, they tell you always the best because they want you to feel good, but there are some people around, I know, when I have self-doubt I don’t know if I can make the next step, whatever, personally or business-wise, I go to them. Do you also have those kind of people around you?

I would say if there was ever somebody it was always my dad. I mean, I went into the boxing ring and this kid beat me up in the boxing ring and I was like "I don't want to go back in. I can't do it" and my dad said "Yes, you can" and that was the first time he told me "Yes, you can", and those words are so powerful. You tell yourself that every day, then, it can liberate you, you know, so I tell myself in the morning [You can meditate] Yeah, tell myself this morning "Oh, maybe I can't do this" "Yes, you can". So, anytime those doubts come around I just I would rather just keep telling myself "Yes, you can. Yes, you can. Yes, you can". If I go to the gym and I don't feel I could do the weights [I would say] "You can do it. You got this", and that's just all in the mind and my mind is so infinitely powerful, that we don’t even realize and so it's making sure we’re feeding it with the right positive information.

I also heard you’re really inspired by, or was inspired by, Kobe Bryant, you also have your own production company. Is this something you can see yourself in the future also writing narratives, writing stories?

I don’t know whether I’d be a writer. I’ve always wondered, when I hear about writers I’m always like I’d love to know what that entails, like, I couldn’t even, I’ve seen a script, but I would have no idea where I would start with a script. I’ve written songs and that process’s been, you know, learning about the pre, the verse, the bridge and all these different things and how you narrate through that and that’s been a process of learning that so.

I don’t currently have any desire to write a story. I feel more compassionate and more driven to like give people opportunities that would never normally have, an opportunity to uplift their stories, whether it’s in documentaries, whether it’s real life stories, whether it’s people from diverse backgrounds who, you know, or something that would normally not get seen and so, you know cause as you go across the industries there’s little access for people with disabilities, for people from diverse backgrounds and we gotta disrupt that, not only in this sport but across the most [industries] [Across the world of business as well] so I applaud you, because you know, you’re the first here, you know, you’re first and that’s huge and there’s people that are gonna see that and we need to make sure that we highlight that more because, you know, my brother has cerebral palsy and he’s the first in touring car that’s showing we can also do this thing.

[kiwisluv]

Something about Kylian at the white party really does it for me.

Like imagine ur both celebrities, maybe you are a model or something like that, so you also get your own invite to the hamptons party. Your relationship isn't public so you decide to meet up with your friends and go with them to the party, separate from Kylian even though you spent the whole day before that together.

You get to the party before Kylian, chatting with other models like Kendall Jenner and Winnie Harlow. Eventually, he gets there and the chatter of the party follows him. It's a moment where you realize the amount of fame he really holds, him still managing to standout like a star amongst the sea of celebs. Many of the athletes in attendance shuffled towards Kylian to great the man and take pictures. You smiled as you watched him pose with Tom Brady, thinking about the time you confessed to Kylian how much the football player bothered you. At the same time, Kylian looks up to you and smiles knowingly because the two of you are basically on the same wavelength. Those around you don't miss how the two of you are practically eye fucking across the room.

At some point, after all the introductions and obligatory photo ops, Kylian finds you in the crowd, following you around with a hand at your hip. You didn't miss how certain eyes followed the pair of you, quirking eyebrows at the couple that had evaded the public's eye. You stick with eachother as you travel among groups, mingling with familiar faces. You've both been drinking champagne throughout the night, and you were talked into two shots of tequila with Travis Scott, which didn't even feel real. At some point you and Kylian get separated again, but you find the friends that you came to the party with. You find the three of you wandering over to the DJ stand where Jack Harlowe was hanging out. The group of you chat casually with the rapper and a few other celebs around. Kylian sees you from across the room and lets his mind wander as he watches you in the crowd. He finds himself dancing casually with Kendall Jenner with a cocktail in his hand. He finds you in the crowd once again and sees you watching him closely as he dances with the girl. He smiles at you and you turn away. The song changes and you pop up in a different part of the dance floor, dancing with Joe Burrow or Micah Parsons or something. And he smirks because he knows exactly what you're doing. He knows that he doesn't have to worry about you and that you'd be going home with him. You just liked playing games. But so did he.

As you're dancing with the man you just met, you feel your phone buzz in your pocket. You grab the phone, expecting it to be a text from your friends or an instagram notification. Instead you see a notification from your banking app, telling you that $100k has been transferred into your account. You roll your eyes, knowing exactly where the money came from. You look back to Kylian who has his phone in hand, eyes fixed on you with a smirk on his lips. You hated how it turned you on when he was so cocky, using the extreme gesture to flex how much money he makes, his gift not even matching the amount he makes in a day. He looked down to his phone, tapping away and then looking back at you. You look down to your phone and see a text from him that says: "for how sexy you look tonight"

idk just a thought

[raisinchallah]

work needs to be put into reeducation of straight men into sports to like introduce fujoshi chemicals into their water supply so they start like being true believers in rpf and reframe the entire sports world barstool sports starts posting like tom brady x reader imagines and men start flooding athletes mentions with like </3 crushed about the breakup when some player gets traded and such like i think we should figure out some way to get whatevers going on in the minds of hockey rpf girls into like some 50 year old dad who starts saying like back in my day we passed around larry birdxmagic johnson zines and didnt need the internet this is getting away from me

[adventuressclubamericas]

When the woman who would become Josie Arlington was 14 years old she ran off with a scoundrel who put her to work in some of New Orleans’ finest high-end brothels. As it turned out, she was quite good at the oldest profession, so good, in fact, that between that and her savvy financial management, it wasn’t long before she’d gone from working in brothels to owning them. She ended up the proprietress of 4 of Storyville’s finest houses of ill repute.

With her hard earned fortune, Josie began acquiring the trappings of society to go along with it, including a mansion on Esplanade Ave, and, naturally, a fine tomb in Metairie Cemetery. It is indeed a glorious tomb, carved from red marble and granite, topped with a pair of stone flames. The entrance to the tomb is guarded by a pair of copper doors, and at its entrance stands the bronze statue of a girl carrying a bouquet of flowers.

They say that the night Josie died, the flames atop her tomb suddenly turned to real fire (although unimaginative people suggested that it was just an illusion caused by the nearby traffic signal.) That was Valentine’s Day, 1914. After the proper ceremonies were performed, her body was laid to rest in her tomb.

For about a year.

You see, one of Josie’s heirs was her lover, Tom Brady. Seems dear Tom had a secret - he’d been having an affair for some time with another of Arlington’s heirs - her niece, Anna. The two of them burned through Josie’s fortune, and then some. To settle some financial affairs, the pair would sell both Josie’s mansion on Esplanade, and her tomb in Metairie. A year and a day after her death, Josie Arlington’s remains were removed from her tomb, and relocated to an undisclosed part of the cemetery. Today, the Morales family lays in what had been her not-so-final resting place.

As you might imagine, this does not sit well with Josie.

They say that every year since then, on Valentine’s Day, the stone flames atop her tomb once again burst into real fire. What’s more, if you’re there at the right time, you’ll see that bronze girl from the front of the tomb start walking around. This might sound crazy, but they’ve found her in different spots all over the cemetery. It seems she’s still looking for the madam she once guarded.

[alexalbongf]

I had a vision and that belief in myself, which enabled me to get it. And of course, going back 10, 15 years, you could never have imagined that those things would really come true. And to the boss [Ron Dennis], 10 years later, he gave me a deal, and I won the World Championship for him 10 years later.

from TALKING BIG - GOATs Tom Brady and Lewis Hamilton talk big with James Corden [x]

[everybodyisasebfan]

Sebastian Vettel über seinen Abschied  - Seb’s interview with der Spiegel

Sebastian Vettel on his farewell: "I want to do it like Stefan Raab".

Four times world champion, now it's time for Formula 1 driver Sebastian Vettel to call it a day. Here he explains why he is now at odds with the racing circus - and how he imagines his life without horsepower.

As a child, he dreamed of being like his idol Michael Schumacher. With four world championship titles (from 2010 to 2013 with the Red Bull team) and a total of 53 Grand Prix victories, Sebastian Vettel, 35, will end his Formula 1 career on November 20 in Abu Dhabi after 16 years - the only German driver to be more successful was Schumacher. In order to be accepted into the guild of the really great drivers, Vettel lacks a title with a second racing team. He tried in vain for six years at Ferrari. Now he is embarking on a new chapter in his life.

SPIEGEL: Mr. Vettel, the first race of the new season will start in Bahrain on March 5 next year. Will you be sitting in front of the TV with chips and Coke?

Vettel: I don't know, I haven't made any plans yet. But I'm not sure I want to watch the race at all. Formula 1 was my purpose in life for 16 years. Now I secretly expect myself to be able to cope without Formula 1 - as if I were going through withdrawal.

SPIEGEL: You deliberately want to keep your distance so that the transition to a new life is successful?

Vettel: I think both can be nice and right: Cutting the cord and holding on. If you enjoy doing something, you can hang on to it. But I want to go the other way, detach myself and realize: There are enough other exciting things, I can manage to open the next door and find my happiness there. That's why I'm definitely not going to stand in front of the camera at the first race as an expert with a microphone in my hand and give my two cents. My role models are people who have succeeded in simply disappearing and taking the next step in life.

SPIEGEL: Who are you thinking of?

Vettel: Stefan Raab, for example. He was so omnipresent in the German television industry, announced he was quitting - and then, practically overnight, there was silence. Now you'd have to ask him whether he's happy with that or not. But first of all, I think it's admirable when someone detaches themselves from public attention to such an extent that you have the feeling that they haven't become dependent on it: He hasn't become dependent on it. That's a big risk, especially in sports.

SPIEGEL: Roger Federer loved tennis so much that he was still fighting a battle against his ailing body at the age of 41. U.S. football star Tom Brady has returned from short-term retirement at 44, and your colleague Fernando Alonso is entering the cockpit you will leave behind at Aston Martin at 41. Why do you think you won't mind the loss of attention?

Vettel: Of course I don't know how I'll react after my last Grand Prix. On the other hand, I've been practicing a strict separation for years: When I get home, I hang up my racesuit and leave the job behind with it - apart from fitness training and a few phone calls. I have no pictures of myself at home on the wall, no trophies on display. I have a lot of other interests to look forward to. And with three kids at home, it's never boring anyway.

SPIEGEL: Cultivating vanity is one thing, but experiencing the pleasure or fun of driving at the limit is something else. So it's not just your mind that will have to go through withdrawal, but your body as well?

Vettel: I've thought about that a lot. What happens when that's no longer there: the thrill, the adrenaline, the challenge, the competition as well, all of the things that make racing so special.

SPIEGEL: ... can you describe the thrill of having to get the maximum out of yourself, the car and the track on a qualifying lap?

Vettel: The special thing is that I don't have time to think, to look where I'm going, where I'm turning in. If I'm hurtling toward a corner at 300 km/h and hit the brakes a blink of an eye too late, then I miss the apex. But it's impossible to feel the blink of an eye, to measure it for yourself. We're talking about five hundredths of a second, which no human being can pinpoint. To hit the exact right moment anyway, that's the thrill.

SPIEGEL: So do you rely on your intuition?

Vettel: I would call it anticipation. You always have to be one step ahead. Imagine a drawn circle that you trace with your hand. Not a millimeter over and not a millimeter under. Because on that line is the maximum grip. That's the perfection you're looking for on a qualifying lap. You need to have blind faith in the vehicle and merge with it. When a lap like that is successful, there's an incredible sense of satisfaction.

SPIEGEL: Are you addicted to this feeling of perfection?

Vettel: Absolutely. That's a big part of my identity. Another, of course, is simple ambition. Even outside the car, I constantly find myself wanting everything to be perfect. With me, things always have to be completely accurate. I can't stand a picture hanging crookedly on the wall. It disturbs me, distracts me, has to be corrected. My wife sometimes gets annoyed with me about that, but that probably happens to many women with their husbands.

SPIEGEL: You haven't been in tune with your race cars for a long time. You won a single Grand Prix in 2019 and none since. There is no trace of perfection.

Vettel: That's why I was considering retiring even back then. In 2017 and 2018 I competed for the world championship with Ferrari, won five races in each year, but still only finished second behind Lewis Hamilton in the end. Spending so much energy, including mental energy, for two years in a row and then coming up short - that's when doubts emerged: Will this ever work out? Is there still hope?

SPIEGEL: After your world championship titles with Red Bull, you switched to Ferrari for one reason only: to become world champion there.

Vettel: Of course. But in 2019 it quickly became apparent that we weren't competitive. At the same time, I had a new, young teammate who simply started off unburdened by disappointments. Charles Leclerc took the wheel and hit the gas. He was carrying less weight around with him. He drove the way I saw myself during my first Formula 1 years. I, on the other hand, saw my goal slipping out of reach. That did something to me that I didn't immediately understand. Then, when my contract with Ferrari ended in 2020, the thought of leaving was very present.

SPIEGEL: What kept you from doing that?

Vettel: Somehow I still had a few unanswered questions or unsettled scores with myself. To put it simply, I wanted to know: Can I still do it, am I still good enough to compete at the top of Formula 1?

SPIEGEL: But there was no offer from a top team, only from Aston Martin.

Vettel: 2021 was a development year for me - with high hopes that things would get better in 2022 from a sporting point of view.

SPIEGEL: Things turned out differently, and Aston Martin continues to lag behind. In retrospect, was it a mistake not to have quit two years ago?

Vettel: No. In order to get answers to the unresolved questions, it was important to have this time. However, the fact that I'm not currently in a race car with which I can show what I'm actually capable of has also contributed to my retirement.

SPIEGEL: You announced your decision in a lengthy video that you posted - unusually for you - on Instagram. Your main motive was to have more time to spend together with your three children.

Vettel: Absolutely. But it's a bundle of motivations. As far as my children are concerned, I've been living in a conflict for years. They are my priority, but on the other hand I'm very dedicated to my sport, and every year it's become more difficult to do right by them - in part because there are more and more races each season. At the same time, I can't escape the changing times, can't ignore what's happening to our world and environment, where we're all collectively headed. And what part I play as a racing driver.

SPIEGEL: Despite your passion for racing, have you become estranged from Formula 1?

Vettel: Yes. I don't want that to be understood as a negative thing for Formula 1, but in recent years I've often asked myself the question: Do I still fit in here? It doesn't make me a better person, for example compared to the other drivers, if I ask myself that question. But I think I've always been a bit different from most in the Formula One bubble. The issues that concern me, the things I see like that, are quite different. Estranged is an appropriate word.

SPIEGEL: You profess to be a Green voter, travel to European races by train or RV, campaign for biodiversity and waste reduction, demonstrate for the rights of the LGBTQIA+ community - this has earned you applause, but also scorn and criticism. Do you understand when some call you a hypocrite?

Vettel: I've asked myself in recent years how I should approach the fact that I fly to Japan, Brazil or Abu Dhabi and consume resources. But I couldn't change that as a Formula 1 driver. And so I'm increasingly caught in a conflict between the views and values I hold and what I do. It doesn't fit together. In retrospect, it bothers me that I didn't realize until this late that I could use my voice to draw attention to such problems.

SPIEGEL: Niki Lauda, Alain Prost, Michael Schumacher - three of the greatest stars of the Grand Prix circus have made a comeback. Is that out of the question for you?

Vettel: I'd like to rule it out. But I can't. I don't know what I'll do in one or two years' time. As far as the physical side of things is concerned, I'm in a sport that you could easily return to after a two-year break. However, I hope that in two years' time I'll still be saying: No thanks, I don't need racing anymore.

SPIEGEL: Is that a bit of a worry about a relapse?

Vettel: I think that's a concern for almost all professional athletes. You grow into your career, it's a development that starts as a child, whether you're a cyclist, a soccer player or a racing driver. Hardly anyone reaches the top of their sport after changing careers or coming in late. I am aware that the second step into life after sports is much more difficult.

SPIEGEL: For decades, racing drivers were something like the car industry's top ambassadors. Now, manufacturers favor electrically powered cars and are gearing up for a mobility revolution that aims to drastically reduce traffic in cities. What is your opinion on this?

Vettel: I see it as a great opportunity. Because of my job, I've seen many cities all over the world - in some of them, people don't even consider opening their windows. People there are dying because of how bad the air is. I think cities where it's a given to ride a bike, like in Scandinavia, are mega-cool. And I like to use on-demand networks. You can spin that further and wonder what happens to all the parking spaces if not everyone wants to own a car. That's all space that can be given back to the people, which would improve the quality of urban living. I'm not afraid of this change.

SPIEGEL: Will automotive racing still be around in ten years?

Vettel: Only if it manages to put itself at the forefront of the movement, so to speak. Above all, that means bringing a technological development to the race cars that really has relevance. In the future, can we afford to waste resources just to have fun? No. Motorsport has to find an answer to the question: What's the point?

SPIEGEL: Formula 1 sees itself in a pioneering role. From 2026, the new regulations will provide for hybrid engines, half of whose power will come from an electric motor and half from a combustion engine powered by synthetic, CO2-neutral fuel.

Vettel: A few things immediately come to mind. I think 2026 is too late to see it as a pioneering role. Synthetic fuels already exist, so why wait another four years? We're running on E10 gasoline this season and acting like it's a big deal. I find that a bit embarrassing, E10 has been available at the gas station for over ten years. I see synthetic fuels more as a bridging technology because their production requires a lot of renewable energy. This energy would be better used for heating and warm water - before it is spent with great difficulty and low efficiency for the production of synthetic gasoline.

SPIEGEL: Is Formula 1 on the wrong path?

Vettel: Formula 1 is far too preoccupied with the present and looks far too little at the opportunities of the future. It's busy expanding - instead of having the foresight to become the pacesetter for tomorrow's mobility.

SPIEGEL: Mr. Vettel, thank you for this interview.