Evening one and all,
I hope you’ve been enjoying the sunshine whilst it lasts. Here in Bristol we’ve been blessed with beautiful blue skies and perfect temperatures. I expect it to last no more than a day at best, quickly reverting back to the dingy grey we’re accustomed to.
Platitudes aside, let’s get down to business.
The media are at their slobbering, sycophantic worst with the return of Jose Mourinho. Heralded as the ‘special one’ by himself, an apotheosis by the media, and names laced with expletives by supporters whose allegiance isn’t the blue of Chelsea, the Portuguese returns to our shores for a second term of getting under everyone’s skin.
Undoubtedly the man is a fantastic football manager. His record across 3 countries speaks for itself. He took Chelsea from also-rans to title winners and knocked us off our perch. Love him or hate him, it’s impossible to deny his ability.
And I’m one of the ones that hates him. Well… I say ‘hate’, but what I really mean is he gets on my nerves. Mourinho always puts me in mind of Bobby Robson. Bobby was a genuinely likeable man, he had integrity, humility and class. Beyond the doors of The Emirates, there isn’t a figure in football I have such admiration for. Mourinho, on the other hand, is none of those things; an abhorrent, arrogant and deceitful man with a full-blown case of narcissism. Jose Mourinho is everything Bobby Robson is not in terms of personalities.
I’m sure with him at the helm Chelsea will immediately be placed as favourites to win the title, and every last second of Sky’s coverage will have to involve him in some way.
I hope he falls flat on his arse and Chelsea flounder embarrassingly, and John Terry explodes on national television for no reason other than he’s John Terry.
I think I’ll lighten the mood with some transfer news. Well… I say “news”…
There are folks more ITK (In The Know) than I who seem to believe the talk of a move for prostitute-enthusiast, Wayne Rooney could actually have a large element of truth to it. Adding fuel to that fire is a quote from Arsene:
Do I find Rooney interesting? Who wouldn’t be interested in him, nobody would turn him down.
That’s certainly set the gossipers gossiping. I don’t read anything into things like that. It’s hardly revealing. Under such questions, a man as comfortable with the media as Arsene is hardly going to say anything other than complimentary. Would Wenger state the opposite if it’s how he truly felt? Nope. He’s hardly going to come out with something like this:
Do I find Rooney interesting? No. I loathe the cretinous lump. He has rocks for brains, and his penchant for ill-repute offends me.
Lastly today, Celtic’s Victor Wanyama. He’s been linked with Arsenal for some time now – he’s a midfield enforcer, and he’s built to cause extreme distress to diminutive, tricky playmakers. Many folks out there seem dead-set on him coming to fill the perceived void in our team. I’ve watched him play a few times, and he looks a decent enough player, but some distance from the finished article.
Call me a sceptical soul if you will, but I’m not sold on him. He reminds me a bit of Yaya Toure, but without the nous, drive and experience. There are occasional bouts of excellence, but as many moments of indiscipline, indolence and bad choices. I’d far rather we opted for someone like Lars Bender, assuming we are after that type of player at all.
And that’s all for today. The comments await below. Your views on Mourinho, Rooney and Wanyama will be greatly appreciated.
I shall return tomorrow with more.