Possibly, but also his touch was pretty shite and he could have made a better effort on some occasions... past his prime that man.
Check this article out
EDIT: It's written in the perspective of Jose, btw.
The Telegraph wrote:
As soon as the news breaks that the beautiful and rich – very rich actually – relationship between Jose Mourinho and Chelsea Football Club is over, I get SMS from John Terry. It reads: "Have you heard Jose Mourinho has launched a new fragrance today? It's called U Go Boss."
I have no idea what does this mean. Is this funny? Am I laughing? Is my wife laughing? Is my wife's dog laughing? Maybe it is. We send wife's dog back to Portugal and from here I cannot tell if it is laughing or not. Maybe everyone is laughing except me. I am serious. So I call John Terry to ask John Terry why John Terry send me this SMS.
"John Terry," I say. "We were not just partners here in this football club. We were friends. I loved you, John Terry. So what does this SMS mean?" He says he is sorry, Boss, it was a text he get from Jamie Carragher the second the news broke and he meant to send it on to Joe Cole but he send it to me by mistake as Jose is next to Joe in his phone and is easy mistake to make, Boss, anyone might have made this mistake.
"Do not worry about this, John Terry," I say. "Mistake is putting your money in Northern Rock. Mistake is choosing wrong name for Blue Peter cat. Mistake is forgetting to count your fingers after you have shaken hands with Peter Kenyon. That is mistake. Sending me wrong text is not mistake, it is something that happens in football. Is football, not life."
"Thanks Boss," says John Terry. "But there is just one thing." Then he tells me that if he sent me that text, then he must have sent Joe Cole the text he meant to send to me. This is the text asking if I had time before I walk out to sign off new contracts for John Terry and Frank Lampard. Ah. So this explains why second SMS I get is from Joe Cole asking me how come John Terry and Frank Lampard is getting new contracts and Joe Cole isn't. For me, this is what Chelsea FC under Jose Mourinho is all about. One for all and all for one: if one get new contract all want new contract. Except Andrei Shevchencko, obviously, who has his own arrangements.
I drive to Stamford Bridge to meet the Russian. On the way I get telephone call from someone called Marco Pierre White. I tell him, what are you? Italian? French? English? Make up your mind. "No, you misunderstand," he say. "I'm no nationality. I am chef."
advertisementI say, listen, I have enough problem with Shev. Why you ringing me pretending to be Shev? Besides, I know you not Shev. Shev does not have my number, he only ring his friend who ring me and tell me he must play.
"No, not Shev," he says. "Chef." He wonders if, now I am free, I have time to go on his television show. He says it will make me big star. It's called Hell's Kitchen.
"Don't tell me about Hell's Kitchen," I say. "I know what is like to work in Hell's Kitchen. It is Chelsea boardroom. The thing about Jose Mourinho is if he doesn't like heat in kitchen he get out to spend time with kids and wife and wife's dog."
He says he's heard I have a way with eggs. If I come on his show, Jose's omelette could be as big as McGuigan's mash. I tell him it depend who buys the eggs. You know. If I buy eggs, I buy young fresh eggs, hungry to learn everything Jose Mourinho can teach an egg. But others, they buy past-their-sell-by-date German eggs with dodgy knees without asking me and expect me to make omelette with them. Marco Pierre White says that's fine, I can buy my own eggs. I like the sound of this man. This could be start of a beautiful and rich relationship.
Before that, though, I have to end previous beautiful and rich relationship. It is long meeting with the Russian and we discuss many things. Contract things. Like, who gets custody of the coat. And we argue over press release. I tell the Russian it should read: "A short chapter in the long and distinguished history of Jose Mourinho came to an end today when he parted company with Chelsea FC." He wants it other way round. This is proof he is not a football man. But in the end we compromise. I get coat, large cheque and job at Spurs. And he gets his friend in team. So at last he's happy.