Damn you! *shakes fist* I should've seen this coming! ---
Two cars were parked side by side before a 7-11, each with a young, dark haired man leaning against the sides. One had a newsboy cap and a Sobe, the other sipping on a large Slurpee.
"He's got the speed," said the one in the cap calmly, "he's both still young and not as experienced in the championship. He has time."
Taking the time to get in one more slurp, the other countered, "Yeah, but will Ford have the patience? How many chances is Wilson gonna keep giving him? Last year wasn't all that much better, what with his being regulated back to Stobart for two rallies."
"So you think Ford should give up on him?"
"Depending on his performance in Finland, yeah." He took another long slurp. "C'mon, Ry. He could be great, but he just doesn't have the consistency. I mean- there was absolutely no pressure on him in that last stage, it wasn't a particularly tricky corner and yet, somehow, Latvala still managed to crash out. Mikko should've been two point ahead in the standings, now he's only one and Ford would've been six points behind Citroen instead of seventeen-"
"So he's had a bad year, it happens." Ryland drained his drink, took aim and tossed the bottle into a garbage can. "He's got the same mentality McRae, Vatanen and Makinen had. All or nothing."
"If Latvala was the number one driver, he could have that kind of mentality, but he's not. Mikko is and Jari-Matti's job is to help him up the driver's standings and get points for the manufacturer's championship. He's retired from two rallies and had to restart three. That's not a good percentage."
"Pfft," Ryland leaned back on the gray and red bonnet of his Mitsubishi, "like your performance was much better when you first started driving. Style."
Sterling glared, even his slurping was unamused. "That's different."
"Yeah, we being what we are, our crashing out is far, far sadder."
"And yet I'm still the faster driver of the two of us."
"And I'm the more consistent one."
"You're such a dick, Ryland."
The younger man grinned, big and proudly, "I know."
Reaching the bottom of his drink, Sterling went to toss the cup away. As he reapproached his Subaru, headlights swept over the parking lot and cars started filling in.
"Hey, we got both Raleighs tonight!"
The two waved back as cars parked and people hopped out, greeting each other loudly.
"Alright, before we get distracted racing," Sterling said, leaning close to his brother so no one else would overhear, "Latvala will finish Finland without retiring or restarting, yes or no."
"Yes."
"No."
Ryland gave the sharp grin he shared with his older brother, "We'll see at the end of the month."
"Yes we will." Pushing the younger one ahead of him, Sterling steered them both into the crowd.
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Rallys - WRC
Date: 2009-07-11 06:05 am (UTC)---
Two cars were parked side by side before a 7-11, each with a young, dark haired man leaning against the sides. One had a newsboy cap and a Sobe, the other sipping on a large Slurpee.
"He's got the speed," said the one in the cap calmly, "he's both still young and not as experienced in the championship. He has time."
Taking the time to get in one more slurp, the other countered, "Yeah, but will Ford have the patience? How many chances is Wilson gonna keep giving him? Last year wasn't all that much better, what with his being regulated back to Stobart for two rallies."
"So you think Ford should give up on him?"
"Depending on his performance in Finland, yeah." He took another long slurp. "C'mon, Ry. He could be great, but he just doesn't have the consistency. I mean- there was absolutely no pressure on him in that last stage, it wasn't a particularly tricky corner and yet, somehow, Latvala still managed to crash out. Mikko should've been two point ahead in the standings, now he's only one and Ford would've been six points behind Citroen instead of seventeen-"
"So he's had a bad year, it happens." Ryland drained his drink, took aim and tossed the bottle into a garbage can. "He's got the same mentality McRae, Vatanen and Makinen had. All or nothing."
"If Latvala was the number one driver, he could have that kind of mentality, but he's not. Mikko is and Jari-Matti's job is to help him up the driver's standings and get points for the manufacturer's championship. He's retired from two rallies and had to restart three. That's not a good percentage."
"Pfft," Ryland leaned back on the gray and red bonnet of his Mitsubishi, "like your performance was much better when you first started driving. Style."
Sterling glared, even his slurping was unamused. "That's different."
"Yeah, we being what we are, our crashing out is far, far sadder."
"And yet I'm still the faster driver of the two of us."
"And I'm the more consistent one."
"You're such a dick, Ryland."
The younger man grinned, big and proudly, "I know."
Reaching the bottom of his drink, Sterling went to toss the cup away. As he reapproached his Subaru, headlights swept over the parking lot and cars started filling in.
"Hey, we got both Raleighs tonight!"
The two waved back as cars parked and people hopped out, greeting each other loudly.
"Alright, before we get distracted racing," Sterling said, leaning close to his brother so no one else would overhear, "Latvala will finish Finland without retiring or restarting, yes or no."
"Yes."
"No."
Ryland gave the sharp grin he shared with his older brother, "We'll see at the end of the month."
"Yes we will." Pushing the younger one ahead of him, Sterling steered them both into the crowd.