“Chelsea sack manager.” This headline would seem an annual event in the Kensington social calendar, an event whereby the two stooges of the Chelsea dressing room pop around to the chairman’s mansion and blame everything on anybody bar themselves.
The facts surrounding the West London club are very simple: John Terry and Frank Lampard miss Jose Mourinho, and until he returns they won’t be happy.
The two stalwarts of the dressing room have seen off four managers with a combined haul of 34 trophies, including one FIFA World Cup, two UEFA Champions League titles and one FIFA World Club Cup. Compare this to their less than impressive combined haul of six domestic league titles and you can appreciate just where the Chelsea foundations begin to rot.
Sir Alex Ferguson once said that when a player becomes bigger than a club, the club is in trouble. Chelsea are in dire straits. They currently have, in Lampard and Terry, two egos that far outshine their ability. The Chelsea board would do well to assess both players when looking for axes to wield.
Terry has been found wanting many times this season. His inability to pass or clear his lines has seen Chelsea dumped out of the league title running, dropping valuable points to their North West rivals. Lampard, on the other hand, saved his best performance of the season to point the finger at his manager, quickly forgetting the lack of ability in fluid passing, once his self-professed mantra.
Roman Abramovich may as well hire Terry and Lampard as joint managers if he has no intention of replacing Andre Villas-Boas with Mourinho. By sacking Villas-Boas, the Chelsea chairman has shown he has no patience or desire to rebuild his toyshop. He makes the purchases—his purchases—he picks his team and he relies on Terry and Lampard to push his thoughts in the dressing room.
Villas-Boas has escaped with a handsome payoff, and in the long run his career will not be hampered by his time at the West London club. With contract payoffs and compensation to previous managers, Villas-Boas’ 39-game reign came at a price of £1 million per match.
So who next to take the poison mantra amidst the mass of plastic flags? The London-based English media for years have expressed a great love for Roy Hodgson. Even after an abysmal spell at Liverpool their love for him still extends to his suitability to take control of the national side. Is he the man to "steady the ship" in West London?
By sacking its fourth manager in as many seasons due to excessive player power, Chelsea FC and Abramovich have shown their true class. They have none.