Itranspired the manager endured losing against lower-league opposition. Survive a decisive continental showpiece against a particularly poor Tottenham teams for many years. He could survive home defeats to domestic rivals, finishing 15th, an unwavering system, squandering some of the club’s best homegrown talent, a poor winning percentage, labeling his team the worst in Manchester United history. Yet, there existed a single opponent against whom Ruben Amorim would not be allowed to engage. If you challenge Jason Wilcox, you had better succeed.
Regrettably, like many a Premiership right-back during Blackburn Rovers' title-winning 1994-95 season, the coach took on the executive and seems to have missed. The most distracted of readers can see the irony here: a manager who often railed his squad for losing one-on-one duels crumbling in the face of the intense pressure and formidable presence of one of England's top division's most feared sporting directors.
In truth, this entire painful saga appears to portray the director in a whole new light. Perhaps it might have been easy, based on his nine months in a similar role with the Saints, to regard Jason Wilcox as merely a drudge in the United exoskeleton: an individual who owed his position as much to his friendship with ex-colleague a fellow executive rather than any demonstrable skill. How mistaken everyone was. By masterfully outsmarting United’s feted manager, just as he bested the unfortunate a previous executive before him, he has demonstrated to be among the sport’s strategic masterminds: a strategic mind of which United’s competitors are now rightly wary.
To illustrate, it was the director , after being involved in the hierarchy that appointed the rigid 3-4-3 advocate Amorim originally, played a key role in attempting to convince him to abandon his favored formation. Unsurprisingly, these pleas met a certain resistance. But perhaps such directives carry more weight when issued by a man with the unimpeachable football pedigree of Jason Wilcox, a veteran of three England caps and a role in a title-winning side from 31 years ago.
Maybe eventually he might agree to outline his reasoning to the rest of us. Maybe one day questions may arise why Amorim is departing with full compensation, with no penalty clause activated. But Jason Wilcox seldom speaks in public, for excellent reasons. The real thinkers in football – individuals such as him – function at a level beyond our own prosaic understanding. If he ever did speak, most likely we would perceive is a series of ultrasonic blips and four-dimensional whirring. Desiring an explanation is not quite equivalent to being ready to receive.
Naturally, by focusing our attention on Jason Wilcox we overlook the real power behind the club's current leadership. Jason Wilcox is, after all, simply carrying out the directives of his superior the billionaire owner, who privately has emphasized his desire for a four-man defense. According to reports, the owner has also proposed playing Bryan Mbeumo as a right wing-back. Ratcliffe is keen for United to adopt data science and metrics. Per reports, in an executive meeting early in his investment, he declared that United’s style to football “will be determined by this group”.
Ultimately, Ratcliffe is a specialist in these intricate footballing stuff, drawing from his background in petrochemicals and yachting. Above all he remains immensely wealthy, and as we all know, the wealthy are the best of us: more perceptive, sagacious, strategically brilliant, simply superior. Whom else would you trust to oversee an enlightened programme of cost-cutting, the building of a modern arena that appears a lot like someone’s leftover knitting, the signing of Benjamin Sesko?
This is a trend we are increasingly seeing in top-tier of the game. For decades, teams mistakenly delegated major sporting choices to subordinate staff like managers, scouts – players themselves. Maybe previously feasible for a young, innovative manager with ideas and drive to join a club and implement their plan supported to fruition. Yet how many companies have such individuals established? How many mass redundancies have they overseen? Better by far to place the real power where it belongs: the leadership tier, the open-necked shirt brigade, the individuals with impressive professional resumes. Better by far to determine the strategy by the directors and hire someone who can tailor their methods accordingly. If managers were once chefs, they have become more akin to Deliveroo drivers: not really responsible for the food, yet finally accountable if it arrives cold or leaks out to meet standards.
Nowadays, a coach's role is increasingly less about defining the vision and more about selling it: the receptionist on the front desk, the public face of an organisation they can do little to influence. Enzo Maresca takes a squad of literal children into the Champions League and secures domestic cups, and essentially is dismissed for talking. Wilfried Nancy sees his reputation ruined whereas the people who appointed him continue to make errors indefinitely.
And perhaps on some microcosmic level this is simply neoliberalism at work: the elevation of a privileged elite who can never be wrong, whose choices are always sacrosanct, whose mistakes can invariably be sacked away without justification. Hire the 3-4-3 coach only to dismiss him for using excessively that system. Hire the process guy and then discard him for requiring excessive time. And above all be grateful; for the incremental season ticket price rises, for the latest player acquisitions, for the fact that the adults – however well qualified – are in charge.
Lena Visser is techjournalist met focus op startups en digitale transformatie in Eindhoven.