Words and promises: you remember the gestures than football more. And now what will you do?
José Mourinho in pieces. In recent years we have seen him lose his infallibility, irony, magical touch and narration. But he never lost his ego. As an old wrestler continued to wear the costume and fight, promising that there was still a lot to say under the mask. But as he screamed his module, while his strategy raised, everything before he succeeded with ease became difficult to replicate, to the point of making him seem a veteran of a very distant football. Many memories, a few shots. Many words, few wins. The legend remains, the story is always there, but for a while his football was more script than films, the more I play than the result. For a winner who loves the result more than the game, removed the points, the titles, nothing remains. And in fact now Mourinho, after the Turkish experience at Fenerbahçe, is in front of a crossroads: finding a small team to leave, re -entry, reinvent herself, or try to shake its story and wait for someone to want to trust and take on the great circus Mou.
