Pay peanuts, get professionals
The chaos at the first corner of the British MotoGP race had me on the edge of my seat: Suzuki’s Alex Rins loses the rear; he hangs onto it, but his slide unsettles Fabio Quartararo, whose Yamaha goes down slap bang in the path of Ducati’s Andrea Dovizioso – launching the latter into the air and down again with a sickening thump. The red bike canons into the air-fencing, on fire. Dovizioso lies, sparko, having tumbled across extensive tarmac run-off without even reaching the
