Few people write more brilliantly about sport than my colleague Simon Kuper. So to my great surprise I find myself compelled to blog in response to his recent column for the paper on the irrelevance of managers.
“In English football now, managers could probably be replaced by stuffed teddy bears without their club’s league position changing,” he wrote last week. “As there isn’t much he can actually do, the key thing is that he looks the part.”
This is wonderfully sarcastic, but surely wrong. The huge display of grief and affection at the recent death of Sir Bobby Robson was greater than anything that would have been merited by even the best-loved teddy bear. There must have been more to him than a warm smile and a friendly demeanour.
I agree with Simon to this extent. The television coverage of football matches does create an inflated sense of the importance of the manager. One camera remains fixed on the dug-out throughout the game, capturing every managerial reaction to the passage of play.
But the theatrical displays of anger, joy, disbelief, tension and so on are really just showbiz. You don’t win football matches at the side of the pitch. The players are doing the real work, winning or losing games by their efforts. But back in the dressing room, on the team bus and on the training ground, managers can exert an important influence.