On September 2007, I published a post titled Five O'Clock In The Mour-ning. It was written shortly after I had heard (or maybe read, my memory isn't THAT great!) that Jose Mourinho had parted ways with Chelsea football club.
The 'Mour-ning' was a great play on words. I was mourning his departure because he was great for the British game. I wasn't a Chelsea fan then. I'm certainly not one now. But, back then, Mourinho leaving his post was sad.
I enjoyed his character. Players played for him. He didn't give a damn about what he said. To put it bluntly, he was great for British football. I wrote as much all those years ago.
His second tenure as Chelsea manager ended yesterday.
And I'm not in 'Mour-ning' this time.
The character has played, in my opinion. It evidently did with his players.
I won't miss him being involved with British football because - over the past few months - I've grown tired of the way he thought he was above everyone.
He'll find himself managing another team by the start of the 2016/17 season. If not earlier. My recommendation is that his future employers should sign him to a two-to-three year deal. Don't go beyond that. He's only the 'Special One' at any club for upwards of that timeframe before the wheels fall off and they're left having to write a severance cheque.