Jeremy Robson ponders the list of possible contenders for the England job, if Fabio Capello does not stay on. He finds one omission surprising, though there is just a slight suspicion that he may be taking the Mick (and a much stronger suspicion about an SFR dongle’s ability to work on a French TGV, which explains why Jeremy’s piece was cut almost in half for most of the day …
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These are the candidates for the England manager’s job. Well, at least these are the
names that The Guardian feels worthy of inclusion in its list of potential replacements
for the beleaguered Italian.
Quite how Steve McLaren’s name appears on there, God only knows. Proof if needed that sports fans and journalists have short memories. My abiding memory of McLaren is of a man more concerned with keeping suit dry, than qualifying for Euro 2008.
Most significant in this list is the absence of any foreigners. The English media and probably the supporters have had enough of those.
Redknapp has legal issues to deal with. Hodgson may be on his way to Liverpool while O’Neill’s managerial career appears to be on the wane. Stuart Pearce might be a popular choice as he wouldn’t stand for the sort of milky, weak performances that we’ve endured over the past couple of weeks. Beckham’s candidacy can’t be taken seriously after his failure to instill the basic ability to cross the ball in Wright-Phillips, Milner or Lennon.
Pulis isn’t personable enough for the grey suits, and Allardyce doesn’t fit the mould either.
There is of course an Englishman with experience of international management and taking a team to a World Cup Finals, and that is Mick McCarthy. We’ve just seen proof that six million quid a year brings you very little.
What we need right now is someone with the right sort of experience and some integrity. Mick’s the man who could build an honest team with the sort of talent that’s available.
The Italian has won nine league titles in two different countries, but his witlessness has left most of us speechless.
We need someone who understands what it means to put on the shirt. No master tactician Mick, but he has a lot of qualities that would make him a candidate for my money. Maybe it’s time for some down to earth Yorkshire grit. The man we need is someone to instill some pride without these so called Continental ways that just don’t work. Give the job to Mick!