I think you've made a fool of yourself more than twice in this thread alone
Why? Im being honest the owners are coming across as amateurs and clueless.
This is from a scouse Evertonian journo and he's spot on !!Liverpool won't get Jose Mourinho or any top boss while the club is such a shambles under John Henry and Co
Henry and Tom Werner were heralded as the acceptable face of American ownership – they now look like rank amateurs
Jose Mourinho must be wondering what he has done wrong. Or maybe, wherever he is holidaying, the signal is dodgy.
Surely, the call from Liverpool must come. Surely, that finger-to-the-lips gesture is still not held against the Special One.
So what if he happens to have a £10million-a-year contract as manager of the most decorated club in the history of European club football?
It’s got to be worth a stab, hasn’t it?
After all, those fonts of footballing knowledge - John W Henry, Tom Werner and Ian Ayre - apparently came up with at least eight names during a conference call the other day.
Presumably flicking through the latest edition of World Soccer magazine, they rattled off a Who’s Who and Who? of coaching.
Pep Guardiola, Fabio Capello, Jurgen Klopp, Frank de Boer, Andre Villas-Boas, Didier Deschamps and, er, Roberto Martinez and Brendan Rodgers.
They have already asked for permission to speak to Wigan Athletic’s manager… maybe they are going to ask him if he can think of anyone else for the list.
Some well-informed people suggest the search will be widened further – with as many as 12 people asked for interview.
And don’t forget, Gary Neville has not added another job to his bulging portfolio in the last couple of days. Keep your phone on, Gary.
But it looks like Jose has been snubbed, which, when you are playing some bizarre game of Fantasy Manager, seems odd.
Of course, Liverpool would have more chance of swapping Jordan Henderson for Cristiano Ronaldo than luring Mourinho to Merseyside.
But not so long ago, it might not have been such a far-fetched proposition.
Restoring former glories to what was once one of the world’s most iconic clubs is a project that would appeal to someone with a bursting ego and boundless vanity.
Someone who quite fancies wandering past a statue of himself.
Someone who has a deep well of respect for the religious nature of Liverpool’s support.
And one day – maybe after he has become the first manager to win three Champions League titles - I reckon Jose will fancy it. He has hinted as much in the past.
But under this Anfield regime? Not a chance.
They were heralded as the acceptable face of American ownership – they now look like rank amateurs.
Feel free to sack a legend, a Premier League-winning manager lest you forget, a man who doesn’t need to spill oily words of PR guff to gild Liverpool’s image.
Feel free to sack a legend, one whose failure to drag his psyche out of the Eighties proved decisive in his dismissal.
Feel free to sack a legend, one who at least furnished the club with its first trophy in six years.
Feel free to sack a legend. But have even the vaguest plan in place.
According to some spectacular gobbledygook from managing director Ayre, there is a plan. Not just to find a successor to Kenny Dalglish but to replace Director of Football Damien Comolli.
“We are going to have a different structure. We are fairly imminent on a lot of the positions where people have exited. The idea is to have rather than one person with the responsibility for all things that Damien’s role took on, we want to make sure there is key focus on each of the key segments in that role.
“… running a big football club is a big challenge and it is evident you need focus in each area, with a specialist in each area to give us value in each area … all will become quite clear soon.”
Well, anything has to be clearer than that dollop of Americanised corporate nonsense.
Ayre, Werner and Henry would do well to recall one of Bill Shankly’s pearls.
“At a football club, there is a holy trinity. The players, the manager and the supporters. Directors … are only there to sign the cheques.”
There might be a structure beneath Mr. Ferguson, beneath Roberto Mancini, beneath Arsene Wenger – but, football-wise, they dictate everything that goes on at their club.
Just as Mourinho does at the Bernabeu.
Liverpool needs a manager who has established winning credentials at the highest level.
Which is why, with respect, the presence of Martinez and – before he wisely chose to distance himself from the mess – Rodgers on a list alongside such luminaries as Guardiola and Capello has little more than farce value.
They won’t get a Mourinho. And if they continue with this half-cocked beauty contest, they won’t get any manager with a track record of triumph at an elite level.
Because right now, the sign still says This Is Anfield.
But … This Is A Shambles.