"He
taught me a lot about our sport; I taught him to laugh." Those
words were Gerhard Berger's valediction to his friend, Ayrton Senna.
Those
who came to know the lanky Austrian well knew that his sense of
humor, at times somewhat macabre, has passed into Formula One legend.
Who else could throw Senna's briefcase from a hovering helicopter,
claim to have filled his room with snakes and frogs, or alter his
passport photograph to resemble parts of the human anatomy that
were not his face? Who else could douse a public relations girl's
computer with water, ruining months of work, and believe it a joke?
Or deliberately provoke Senna, under the influence of a few unfamiliar
Schnapps, to confront a mouthy Eddie Irvine at Suzuka in 1993?
If
you could avoid being on the receiving end of Berger's jokes, it
was not hard to see why he was so tremendously popular within the
paddock in his driving days. He had started out racing AlfaSuds
before jumping via a few Formula Ford races into the German and
European F3 Championships. By 1984 he was a leading contender, and
his performances earned him a chance with the ATS F1 team in his
home GP. He had hurt his neck in an accident, but he said nothing
and dragged himself to a test at Zandvoort. In four races, he proved
himself erratic but fast, and soon switched to Arrows and its BMW-powered
team the following year. With Benetton in 1986 he made full use
of the turbocharged four cylinder BMW's prodigious power, and won
his first GP, in Mexico, after a canny performance on Pirelli's
tires.
His
spells with Ferrari and McLaren earned him another eight victories
and the reputation as a fast and safe driver who, while perhaps
not quite in the Senna/Prost/Mansell mold, was quite capable of
fighting at the front in the right machine.
After
the fire at Imola in 1989, when he crashed his Ferrari at the same
Tamburello corner that would later claim Senna, he was back racing
within weeks. The depth and honesty of the emotions he explained
in the aftermath of the deaths of Ratzenberger and Senna were indications
of a pure heart. When he was in the cockpit a dedicated professional
took over, and Benetton had good cause to appreciate that in a difficult
1996 season. One year on, as he was suffering from debilitating
illness and his father was killed in a flying accident, Berger returned
to the cockpit at Hockenheim and annihilated his opposition. It
was his final victory, and at the end of the season he retired.
Now, in his role as manager of BMW's competition program in F1 with
Williams, one of the few teams for which he never drove, the man
who made female Japanese fans hyperventilate whenever they glimpsed
him faces fresh challenges.
Starts:
210 - Wins: 10 - Poles: 12
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