.......from The Guardian.........
The Fiver has heard a lot about the future of managers and coaches over the past few days, what with Roy Keane claiming clubs with USA! USA!! USA!!! owners would rather a coach “who’s got the whistle around his neck, a clipboard and a tan, and really white teeth” instead of, presumably, a man more likely to grapple players in his office and get the team to take shots at him in an attempt to embarrass a goalkeeper already lacking morale.
Still, this tendency to appoint a coach completely different to the last failure brings to mind Everton, who after sacking a man unable to teach his players how to defend – despite having the Future of Defending, John Stones, in his team – are hoping to replace him with one of the best centre-halves of all time. Ever since Bobby M went through the door marked Do One last month, driving an imaginary car to a backing track of Jason Derulo, Ronald Koeman has been marked as Farhad Moshiri’s No1 target. And with confirmation imminent it all looks to be a good fit – except, perhaps, for one member of the Dutchman’s backroom staff. Poor Sammy Lee. Almost 200 appearances and several seasons spent as a coach at Anfield will not endear you to those at Goodison, but even by the Fiver’s scanty standards that infamous “Sammy Lee drinks his own [Snip! – Fiver lawyers]” banner from the 2009 FA Cup final was below the belt.
It is hard not to feel a tad sorry for Southampton during all this, too. After losing Mauricio Pochettino to Tottenham two years ago, they are being fleeced again. Victims of their own undoubted success, they will not keep appointing successful replacements and there will also be immediate conjecture about which players will follow Koeman to Merseyside. All the usual names are in the mix to replace him – from André Villas-Boas to, er, Egil Ostenstad. Bournemouth’s Eddie Howe is the bookmakers’ favourite but to gauge how much that means it is worth recalling one particular gambling chain excitedly announcing their market for the next Celtic manager was closed because so much money was put on Keane. And who got that job? A man with glistening skin and a sparkling smile. A lesson, if nothing else, that sometimes veiled barbs can be a tad too obvious.