A cybersecurity expert with over 15 years of experience in IT risk management and digital transformation strategies for global enterprises.
Tbecame clear Ruben Amorim could survive losing against Grimsby. Survive an important continental showpiece against one of the worst Spurs sides in living memory. He withstood home defeats to domestic rivals, a lowly league position, his rigid approach, squandering the team's most promising academy products, a poor winning percentage, labeling the squad the poorest the club has ever seen. But there was a single opponent with whom Ruben Amorim would not be allowed to engage. You come at Jason Wilcox, and you best not miss.
Unfortunately, like many a Premiership right-back in Blackburn’s championship 1994-95 season, Amorim took on the executive and appears to have missed. The most distracted of readers will notice the irony here: a manager who often railed his squad for failing in one-on-one duels crumbling in the face of the white heat and animal charisma of one of the Premier League’s most feared sporting directors.
In truth, this entire painful saga seems to paint Jason Wilcox in a different perspective. Perhaps it might have been tempting, based on his nine months in a similar role with the Saints, to view Jason Wilcox as merely a functionary in the United exoskeleton: an individual whose appointment was due as much to his friendship with his former boss a fellow executive rather than any demonstrable skill. How mistaken we all were. In brilliantly outmanoeuvring the club's celebrated manager, as he outmanoeuvred the unfortunate Dan Ashworth earlier, he has proved himself to be among the sport’s strategic masterminds: a tactical intellect that the club's mid-table rivals will now be justifiably concerned.
To illustrate, it was Jason Wilcox , after having been part of the hierarchy that hired the rigid 3-4-3 advocate the coach in the first place, played a key role in attempting to convince Amorim to ditch his favored 3-4-3. Naturally, these pleas were resisted. However, these judgements hold greater authority when issued by a man with the unimpeachable football pedigree he possesses, holder of international appearances and a contributor to a championship team decades past.
Perhaps in time he may be persuaded to explain his reasoning to the rest of us. Perhaps at some point questions may arise why Amorim is departing with full compensation, without any compensation reduction clause activated. But Jason Wilcox seldom speaks publicly, and with very good reason. The true intellectuals of this sport – men like Jason Wilcox – simply operate at a level exceeding our mundane comprehension. If he ever did speak, probably we would perceive is a series of high-frequency signals and complex calculations. Wanting is not quite equivalent to being ready to comprehend it.
But of course, by focusing our attention on the sporting director we overlook the real power behind the club's current leadership. Jason Wilcox is, after all, simply carrying out the commands of his superior the billionaire owner, who in private has made very clear his preference for a back four. According to reports, Ratcliffe has also proposed playing Bryan Mbeumo in a wing-back role. Ratcliffe is keen for the club to embrace data science and metrics. According to ESPN, in an executive meeting early in his minority ownership, he announced that the team's approach of play “shall be determined in this room”.
After all, Ratcliffe is an expert in these intricate footballing stuff, drawing from his background in petrochemicals and sailing. Above all he is immensely wealthy, and it is known, the rich are superior: more insightful, sagacious, strategically brilliant, simply better. Whom else could one trust to oversee an enlightened programme of cost-cutting, the construction of a new stadium that looks a lot like an abstract design, the acquisition of a new striker?
This is a trend we are increasingly seeing in top-tier football. For decades, clubs foolishly entrusted major sporting choices to low-level employees such as coaches, talent spotters – players themselves. Maybe previously possible for an up-and-coming, innovative manager with a philosophy and drive to join a club and see their vision through to completion. Yet how many businesses have such individuals set up? How many mass redundancies have they overseen? Far preferable to invest genuine authority where it rightly belongs: the leadership tier, the casually dressed executives, the individuals with the jaw-dropping LinkedIn profiles. It is wiser to determine the strategy by the directors and appoint a coach who can tailor their offering accordingly. If managers were formerly chefs, they have become more like delivery personnel: not really responsible for the food, but still finally accountable should it be delivered poorly or fails to meet standards.
Nowadays, a coach's role has become not about crafting the philosophy and more about selling it: the receptionist of the operation, the visible figurehead of an organisation they can do little to change. A coach at Chelsea takes a squad of very young players into Europe and wins two medium-sized trophies, and essentially is dismissed for speaking out. A manager at Celtic finds his standing damaged whereas the people who hired him live to blunder indefinitely.
And perhaps in a small way this is simply neoliberalism in action: the rise of a privileged overclass who can never be wrong, whose choices remain sacrosanct, whose mistakes can invariably be resolved by sacking without explanation. Hire the 3-4-3 coach only to fire them for using too much that system. Hire the process guy and then discard him for taking excessive time. And most importantly be grateful; for the incremental increases in ticket costs, for your new player acquisitions, for the fact that the adults – regardless of their expertise – are in charge.
A cybersecurity expert with over 15 years of experience in IT risk management and digital transformation strategies for global enterprises.