Golden times for ITV’s Formula One coverage. Not only is a British driver winning grands prix in sensational circumstances on a weekly basis, but members of the pit crews have started wearing helmet-cams. What a breakthrough. I don’t think it’s an exaggeration to say that this technological innovation will be credited in the future with fundamentally revolutionising the home viewer’s experience of pitstops.

Now, when a driver bursts in for petrol, a change of tyres, a box of Smints and a lottery ticket, the man charged with taking off his offside front wheel bends to his task with the power drill and, hey presto, courtesy of the camera on his head, he automatically yields anything up to four seconds of steamy, close-up, wheel-bolting action. Wowsa. Is it hot in here, or is it me?

They do it very fast, we see now. No grubbing around in the boot to look for the stupid locking nut. You’re in and out in seconds. Someone is going to point out that we knew this much already – even before the invention of the peekaboo crewman’s hat.

Maybe we did. But we didn’t know it from this close in.

Bear in mind, too, that there is a certain kind of motor racing fanatic who won’t be happy until there is a camera in the petrol nozzle, ready to flush him directly into Lewis Hamilton’s tank along with 20 litres of high-octane fuel. The pitlane helmet-cam is a promising and entirely appropriate development, all in all.

Eventually, we might even see with our own eyes whether Hamilton really does, as Fernando Alonso has implied, enjoy better support from the McLaren crew than his teammate does, or whether Alonso is simply miffed. In this context, it wasn’t clear whether the Spaniard’s sudden mid-race swerve towards the pit wall on Sunday was, as Martin Brundle suggested, “a little signal” of irritation, or, as the defending world champion explained it, an attempt to get out of the slipstream and allow his car to cool.

I’m with Brundle, if only because his explanation is more fun in the long term. And by the way, far be it from us to stir up this rivalry, but when we got to the ceremony on the podium, I don’t think Alonso’s champagne was anywhere near as fizzy as Hamilton’s. Did you notice that, too, Fernando? A less impressive spray? I would have a word, if I were you.

What a lovely sight at the Bernabéu – Victoria Beckham, happily surrounded by her little ones, Cruz, Romeo, Brooklyn and Tom Cruise. On La Liga’s climactic night, the party presented an irresistible cutaway, located in what Sky Sports referred to as “the expensive seats”, although if we’re going to be accurate about it, the better term would probably be “the free seats”.

Anyway, it led Rob Palmer, the commentator, to say: “What we need now is a Hollywood blockbuster finish that Tom Cruise would be proud of.” I’m not sure about that. The last one I saw ended with Cruise forcing the bad guy’s head into the path of a passing truck. You’ve got to ask yourself whether that was the kind of thing that anyone in the stadium on Sunday wanted to see, even if it was the last day of the season.

Recognising that the excitement generated by the Beckhams’ fond farewell to Europe was likely to be intense and prolonged, Sky Sports had brought Sven-Göran Eriksson into the studio to act as pundit and as an all-purpose cold bath. Sven the pundit, it was almost reassuring to note, is not a million miles away from Sven the manager. The former England head coach was in a darker suit, yes, but there is still no man better for patting back a gently lobbed, rhetorical question with an answer that you have forgotten even before he has finished saying it.

His insights into Real Madrid’s big moment included “I think they were the best team” and “It’s good for football. And for David, yes.” It was like watching someone do up wheel nuts. And who would ever think of bringing that to the screen?