Author: EGMONT SIPPEL
Fabrizio Nosco. Remember the name.
Then also remember that Formula 1 is – bar one notable exception – a British-based sport.
That one exception is Ferrari, of course. In a game dominated by British teams, British interest and British bigwigs, the Prancing Horse flies the flag not only for Italy but for The rest of The world as well.
For, if a British F1 team ain’t your favourite, it has to be the Scuderia. Renault, Honda, Sauber and even Minardi might have had their fans, I guess, but not too many go gaga about Zakspeed, Larrousse, Osella or Forti Corse.
So Ferrari it is whose burden it is to provide the yin to the Brit sphere’s yang. And a big yang it is, demanding a big Maranellian counter-balance.
Too big?
Perhaps. Ferrari is floundering, as of late – especially in the face of the Götterdämmerung inflicted by Austrian and German-owned teams over the last half a decade. But hey, even Benz and Red Bull are based in Britain, and not only the teams: Merc’s mighty F1 engines likewise spring from Brixworth, Northamptonshire.
Yet the Scuderia has its allies born from the Latin world. The three biggest and most revered names in the game all ring with the sound of samba: add to Ferrari’s those of Senna and Fangio.
Together, they constitute the very pinnacle of what the game is all about, the holy trinity of F1.
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