Buffalo to Bristol Rovers: The story of Big Mal, the Great Gatsby & Supermou

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Malcolm AllisonâÂÂs death moved people in many ways, but it made me think of F. Scott FitzgeraldâÂÂs novels, and Jose MourinhoâÂÂs future.

Fitzgerald probably didnâÂÂt even know soccer existed. But in the final three paragraphs of his magnificent, flawed novel Tender Is The Night, he perfectly envisages the tragic fate that befalls most managers.

His hero, the psychoanalyst Dick Diver, is initially as commanding a presence on FitzgeraldâÂÂs French Riviera as Mourinho is at the Bernabeu. But in those final paragraphs he has become a nomadic exile, cycling between a series of smaller towns and smaller practices in New York State.

Fitzgerald even loses track of his erstwhile hero concluding: âÂÂIn any case, he is almost certainly in that section of the country, in one town or another.âÂÂ

Fitzgerald famously said: âÂÂShow me a hero and I will write you tragedyâÂÂ. And AllisonâÂÂs heroic tragedy could have easily have been written, suitably mythologised, by Fitzgerald.

The GuardianâÂÂs Michael Henderson saw Allison as a footballing Jay Gatsby who epitomised FitzgeraldâÂÂs description of his most famous hero: âÂÂIf personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life.âÂÂ

Yet Mourinho seems more of a Gatsby, a self-created hero, than Allison. The coachâÂÂs personal bible of notes even recalls the young GatsbyâÂÂs schedule of self-improvement which includes the Mourinhoesque note:  âÂÂNo wasting timeâÂÂ. And that dismal schedule of DiverâÂÂs small towns â Buffalo, Batavia, Lockport, Geneva and Hornell â recalls the nomadic decline of AllisonâÂÂs last years as a coach shuttling from Yeovil to Sporting, Middlesbrough, Willington, Kuwait, Vitoria de Setubal, SC Farensie and Bristol Rovers.

In his heyday, Fitzgerald declared that life was something you dominated if you were any good. Yet his fiction traced the many tragic ways life overwhelms even the very best. Personality â no matter how long your unbroken series of successful gestures lasted for â was ultimately not enough for Gatsby or Diver.

Tolstoy made the same point, tediously, in War And Peace, suggesting that the outcome of NapoleonâÂÂs invasion of Russia could not be wholly explained by the character, genius or behaviour of Napoleon, Tsar Alexander or their generals.

But the media ignores TolstoyâÂÂs reproof and FitzgeraldâÂÂs tragic wisdom, preferring to interpret European football largely as a clash of personalities. These heroes and villains are eulogised and criticised like contemporary Napoleons.

This approach is not entirely wrong â it would be churlish and stupid not to recognise MourinhoâÂÂs part in ending InterâÂÂs 45-year wait for the European Cup â but it is far from the whole story, as LiverpoolâÂÂs travails have shockingly revealed.

To give you a point of reference, between 1970 and 1983 a third of the 500 largest global companies ceased to exist. The difficulty of merging and acquiring clubs skews the comparison a bit â mind you, clubs face far fiercer competition than the giant multinationals.

In this context, MourinhoâÂÂs rise looks slightly different. The Special One got his big break at one of PortugalâÂÂs big three, cemented his reputation at a rich, long-established English club (albeit one with a gift for flashy underachievement), reconquered Europe with one of ItalyâÂÂs most successful, well-off clubs and now reigns as footballâÂÂs greatest living superhero at the wealthiest club in the world which has won the European Cup nine times.

Once you set aside the matter of MourinhoâÂÂs genius, the other common factors in his remarkable story are pedigree (which implies a position of power, an expectation of success and, in many cases, a certain quality of infrastructure) and wealth.

One of MourinhoâÂÂs lesser spotted gifts as a coach is his instinct for selecting clubs with the financial resources to give him a temporary, but hefty, competitive advantage. ThereâÂÂs an echo of Gatsby here too. FitzgeraldâÂÂs doomed hero says of his beloved Daisy âÂÂHer voice is full of moneyâÂÂ. Since heâÂÂs been able to pick and choose, Mourinho invariably joins clubs that are âÂÂfull of moneyâÂÂ.

MourinhoâÂÂs alliance with the media has created a myth â letâÂÂs call it Supermou â that is so powerful it has diminished Phil Scolari â a coach who had merely won the World Cup â and haunted the likes of Avram Grant, Jesualdo Ferreira and Benitez.

Mourinho does not talk like a student of football history. But as he basks in the deserved adulation in Madrid he might want to reflect on one line in Brian GlanvilleâÂÂs obituary of Allison: âÂÂThe worst thing that happened to him was what, at the time, appeared the best: when, in 1971, he was made manager of Manchester City.âÂÂ