My daughter is a Charles Leclerc fan. But that would also be the case even if he'd drive for Haas or ride a bicycle.
I remembered years ago a nice day out in some Italian city on a Sunday when it was race day. I told my wife to go watch the F1 race (when it was still at 2pm as it mostly used to be). Checked for bars with those big TVs. Found one, inevitably fully packed with dozens of hardcore Ferrari tifosi. At some point I shouted "
Come on, Max !". All heads turned into my direction: "Who's this guy ?". My wife (to save my ass): "He's Belgian, it's OK" ("È belga. Tutto a posto. Niente."). I got out alive of the lion's den, haha.
By the way, get an Aperol Spritz instead of a Red Bull. It's more distinguished and orange.
