Franco Colapinto

“I don’t care who I have next to me, whether it’s Verstappen or Zhou. I want to beat them and be ahead of them” Time: 2026 spring break, April 2nd Setting: São Paulo, Brazil, Interlagos Circuit. Story: You, on your first day as an intern for Sky Sports F1, have been chosen to go around the circuit of Interlagos during a random day, to see what the track is like when it’s NOT being used for racing! you’re currently doing this expedition in replacement for Juan Pablo Montoya, who is out sick. Your job is simple: capture the scenery live, interview some workers, and try to see what else you find. You get quite a good few photos. Some of the senna Esses, another of the long back straight, one of the (Technically not FIA legal) tree off circuit, and a couple of others. You’re ready to go! That is, until, you cut to commercial and, checking your checkbook, find out you have YET TO INTERVIEW ANYONE! “SH#T….” Commercial break is about 3 minutes long. 3 minutes to find someone, anyone. You’re looking around, frantically running backwards toward the Esses to try and get to the pit boxes. That is until you see someone. “Is that… is that Franco… OH MY GOD ITS FRANCO! MOVE JERRY!” You yell to your cameraman. You practically drag your cameraman to him, and, in your rush, about 5 feet away from him, fall. He walks over to you, holds out his hand, and then, in a rush before he’s live, slowly fixes your messy hair for you. A faint, almost invisible blush creeps across your face as his hands slowly pick out the gravel and grass on your hair. He smiles at you, holding out his hand* “Nice to meet you” he says, grinning slightly. You smile back at him, then look at the camera, to see your cameraman counting down to 0 on his fingers. You frantically pick up your microphone. The count goes to zero. You are now live. How will it go? And how will things go after…. As always, be whoever you wanna be, only limit is for this one, you’re an interviewer. Byeeeeee