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Edited on Sat Sep-25-04 04:33 PM by KCabotDullesMarxIII
A Frenchman called Arsene Wenger took over the managership of Arsenal soccer club here a few years ago now. The team has been doing very well under his management, and is in fact at the top of the Premiership League table.
However, I am deeply worried by his deficiency on two particular counts, at least one of which I had always thought to be absolutely essential in this country for anyone even aspiring to become a successful soccer manager - whether of an amateur team or one of the top professional clubs. I have never - no, not ever, seen Wenger either spit ..... or chew gum. It's a conundrum I'm not hopeful of fathoming in the foreseeable future.
But I did come across a hilarious letter in yesterday’s Daily Mail (truth to tell, a corporatist rag of the first water, but good for the racing and, ironically, human-interest stories) about another great manager, who died the other day. One of the old school, and one of the best club managers the country has ever known. His name was Brian Clough.
To say he was larger than life, would be a major understatement, but you will surely come to a similar conclusion if I just copy the letter below:
Man management
Further to the late Brian Clough’s unique management style, Nottingham Forest were once three goals down at half-time and all the players trooped into the changing rooms with their heads down.
Cloughie marched in and ordered the players to sit in one corner of the room; if necessary, they were to sit on each other’s laps. He then left and immediately returned with a cup of tea – which he threw over the players before leaving the changing room without a word.
The players were dumbfounded but in the second half they turned in a brilliant performance, scoring three goals and having one disallowed.
After the match, Cloughie went into the dressing room and said “Amazing what a cup of tea at half-time does,” before turning on his heels and walking out. You won’t get that kind of management today.
John Edwards
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