Tbecame clear he could survive losing against Grimsby. He weathered losing a crucial European final versus one of the worst Tottenham teams in living memory. He could survive home defeats against domestic rivals, a lowly league position, the tactical inflexibility, laying waste to the team's most promising homegrown talent, a poor winning percentage, labeling his team the poorest the club has ever seen. Yet, there existed one adversary against whom the Portuguese coach would not be allowed to tango. If you challenge the sporting director, you had better succeed.
Unfortunately, like many a Premiership defender in Blackburn’s championship 1994-95 season, the coach took on Jason Wilcox and appears to have missed. The most casual observer can see the paradoxical situation: a manager who frequently berated at his players for failing in one-on-one duels succumbing in the face of the white heat and animal charisma of one of England's top division's most feared football executives.
And frankly, this whole painful saga seems to paint Jason Wilcox in a different perspective. Perhaps it might have been easy, based on his nine months in a similar role at Southampton, to view Jason Wilcox as little more than a functionary within the club's structure: an individual who owed his position as much to his close relationship with his former boss a fellow executive rather than any verifiable talent. How mistaken everyone was. In brilliantly outsmarting United’s feted head coach, just as he bested the hapless Dan Ashworth before him, he has demonstrated as one of the sport’s true generals: a strategic mind that the club's competitors will now be rightly wary.
For example, this was Jason Wilcox , after having been part of the leadership that hired the rigid 3-4-3 advocate Amorim originally, was instrumental in trying to persuade Amorim to abandon his beloved formation. Unsurprisingly, these entreaties were resisted. However, such directives carry more weight when issued by a man of a man the impeccable soccer background of Jason Wilcox, holder of international appearances and a contributor to a championship team decades past.
Maybe eventually Jason Wilcox may be persuaded to outline his thought processes to the rest of us. Perhaps at some point he might be asked why Amorim is departing with full compensation, without any penalty clause in place. But Jason Wilcox speaks rarely in public, for excellent reasons. The true intellectuals in football – individuals such as him – simply operate at a level beyond our own mundane comprehension. Were he to speak, most likely all we would hear would be ultrasonic blips and complex calculations. Desiring an explanation is not quite equivalent to being ready to comprehend it.
Naturally, by focusing our attention on Jason Wilcox we are obscuring the true genius behind the modern United throne. Jason Wilcox is, in reality, merely executing the commands of his ultimate superior Sir Jim Ratcliffe, who in private has made very clear his desire for a back four. It is reported, Ratcliffe has also suggested deploying the forward as a right wing-back. Ratcliffe is keen for United to adopt data science and analytics. Per reports, during a leadership summit soon after his investment, he announced that the team's approach to football “shall be determined in this room”.
After all, Ratcliffe is an expert in this technical football matters, drawing from his background in industry and yachting. Most importantly he remains immensely wealthy, and as we all know, the rich are superior: more insightful, sagacious, more tactically astute, fundamentally better. Whom else could one trust to manage a strategic plan of cost-cutting, the construction of a modern arena that appears similar to an abstract design, the acquisition of Benjamin Sesko?
This is a trend that is becoming prevalent at the elite levels of the game. Historically, clubs foolishly entrusted big footballing decisions to low-level employees such as coaches, scouts – players themselves. Perhaps it was once feasible for a young, innovative manager with ideas and drive to join an organization and see their vision supported to fruition. Yet how many companies have these guys set up? What number of mass redundancies have they managed? Far preferable to invest the real power where it belongs: the executive class, the open-necked shirt brigade, the guys with the jaw-dropping LinkedIn profiles. It is wiser to determine the strategy in the boardroom and appoint someone who can tailor their methods accordingly. If coaches were once chefs, they are now more like Deliveroo drivers: not responsible for the product, yet finally accountable should it be delivered cold or leaks out to meet standards.
In the meantime, a coach's role is increasingly not about defining the vision and more about selling it: the receptionist of the operation, the public face of an organisation they can do little to change. Enzo Maresca takes a squad of very young players into Europe and secures two medium-sized trophies, and effectively gets sacked for speaking out. A manager at Celtic sees his reputation ruined whereas the people who hired him continue to make errors another day.
And possibly on some microcosmic level this is simply neoliberalism in action: the elevation of a privileged overclass who are infallible, whose decisions remain sacrosanct, whose errors can always be resolved by sacking without justification. Appoint the 3-4-3 coach only to fire him for playing too much 3-4-3. Hire the project manager and later discard them for requiring excessive time. And most importantly be grateful; for your modest season ticket price rises, for the latest summer signings, for the fact that the adults – regardless of their expertise – remain in control.
Mikael is a certified automotive engineer with over 15 years of experience in performance tuning and custom car modifications across Europe.