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http://football.guardian.co.uk/championsleague200405/story/0,15008,1436402,00.h tml Commentariat just don't get Mourinho Kevin Mitchell Sunday March 13, 2005 (選錄) Some senior members of the commentariat (all of them honourable people) have been moved recently to point out that Jose Mourinho could learn a thing or two about decorum from some of the great managers of the past. Looking back wistfully, one of them recalled Sir Matt Busby telling a player who had celebrated too well after a goal: 'That is not the Manchester United way.' Nor was it. In 1955. Moving swiftly on to the twenty-first century, Mourinho's critics observed last week that his latest on-pitch celebration with his players was further evidence of the young Chelsea manager's insensitivity towards beaten opponents, not to mention a sure sign that he lacked maturity. They witnessed him prancing about in 'that coat' and hugging John Terry - whose late header saved their bacon in a Champions League match that towered above other fixtures for sheer excitement. They sniffed as manager and captain lapped the ground and pointedly acknowledged the Barcelona fans as well as their own, a gesture lost on those who preferred to dwell on how downcast the visiting manager Frank Rijkaard looked as he disappeared down the tunnel, ignored by his conqueror. As if Rijkaard was hanging out for a handshake. Mourinho has prosecuted his mental war with Rijkaard too vigorously since he reckoned he saw him going into the referee's dressing room at half-time during the first leg in Barcelona. And he has unwittingly ignited the passions of those few Chelsea fans who get a thrill from issuing anonymous threats to the referee. But, even without access to the Stamford Bridge dressing room, I would bet good money that the Chelsea players greeted any suggestion that their manager was suffering some football version of arrested development with a mixture of derision and laughter. Mourinho has child-like qualities, an innocence married to cunning and ruthlessness that confuses critics and opponents but, more importantly, galvanises his players. They call him Jose. He comforts them when they are down, laughs with them on the training pitch, and embraces them in victory or defeat. The temptation to paint Mourinho as a kid in charge of the world's most magnificent toyshop proves irresistible for many. To some, he hasn't earned his spurs in Halifax or Swindon, say, and he wasn't a proper player (true). He lacks the forbidding gravitas to match their expectations - only because they have grown up with managers who talk down rather than across, who have ruled in the old-fashioned Busby way. There was nothing wrong with that. But the world has changed. The top flight, and much of the undercarriage, of football in this country is a cosmopolitan mix of cultures and attitudes. It is a considerably more complex environment than in the days when managers were routinely called 'The Gaffer'. And Mourinho is decidedly more in touch with it than many of his peers. -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 61.228.19.59