I remember when I was 8, and my important bits still didn't quite know what they were doing, I thought this was the single greatest image on the planet. A sexy European lady and a McLaren F1 car? It was heaven.
Wax nostalgic with a sports gamer of a certain age and it's not long before he will mention, like a venerated religious text, the Three-Ring Binder. It was the original franchise mode.
I'm 37, and I've yet to meet a guy from my generation who didn't keep his own stats in a sports video game and doesn't still take…