I love Lewis to death.
He re-kindled my interest in F1, and re-invested my emotions in a driver's highs and lows in a way that few others ever have. But right now,
he is just talking too much. None of what is happening now is unexpected. Once
he made that decision, and I support him 100% -- by far it was
the only thing any self-respecting man (or woman

), could possibly have done -- once
he made that decision,
the rest of
the year was virtually guaranteed to become more of a soap opera than it already had been.
So just rollwith it.
He doesn't have to explain it,
he doesn't have to justify it,
weknowthe reasons. And
he doesn't have to denigrate Mercedes, they may be great next year even if
he hadn't come on board.
We don't
know,
he doesn't
know, so just shut up about it.
I
know this situation is tough emotionally on him, and those close to him, and I think
he just wants to soften
the blow by kind of babbling out loud, to no good end really, and I think that is just making things worse.
There is a time to bark, and there is a time to lay low. It's time now to be ultra professional, even if McLaren always isn't. it's time to be ultra gracious, both to those working with him now, and to those in
the media who probably want to prompt some sort of Monaco outburst.
It's time to just do your job, and wait, 'cause that's really all
he can do right now. And then when
the time comes, you take all that pent up energy and frustration, and you hope
the racing gods give you
the equipment you need to do
the job, and starting next year, you bust McLaren's a**. And you do it every race weekend, every qualy, every FP, from now 'till
the end of your career. And you never let them forget
the mistake they made, and you never let history forget
the mistake they made. And when it's all over, and McLaren invites you back to one of their events as one of their past champions, you handle it with such grace and good nature, that you never let them forget
the kind of man you eventually became. One for history. One for
the record books (in a way no one else ever can be again).
One for all of us to say, I remember when . . . .