Jesse Marsch and the new beat look
Jesse Marsch does not look at peace with the idea that he does not have all the answers. He looks exhausted by having to reconcile himself to not being able to be himself.
Jesse Marsch does not look at peace with the idea that he does not have all the answers. He looks exhausted by having to reconcile himself to not being able to be himself.
When he shook hands with Jurgen Klopp at full-time, Jesse Marsch didn't look him in the eye, he seemed to be looking at a ghost instead. Then came the hugs and the shouting, and it was like someone uncorked a magnum of testosterone to revive Jesse so he could enjoy his triumph.
It's surprising that Marsch has not been sacked, because that is the usual run of things in the Premier League, so maybe the board really is considering sacking itself as a viable alternative.
Marsch seemed so determined to push every doomed-coach button I'm wondering if he's the one who wants out, while I, who never wanted him here in the first place, try to rationalise him into longer tenure.
The least likely result from this game was Leeds beating Arsenal, and it didn't happen. But there was a really good game of football had here and it would be a shame to waste it.
A report in The Independent listed the talented youngsters ready to come through. ‘But’, it concluded, ‘it is financial clout that is likely to determine whether George Graham stays to see them grow.’
Afterwards, Marsch tried focusing on the positives, repeating his recently acquired rhetoric that this is a young team and he loves the players. In attack, I'm not sure that it was Bamford or Rodrigo's youth that was the problem.
At the core of Jesse Marsch's strategy is an acronym, S.A.R.D., standing for a bunch of German phrases that translate as 'Get into 'em, fuck 'em up.'
As the curtain raisers for this season's short second act, Leeds' kids played with an anxiety to please that was denied them at Elland Road back in the other epoch.
Would I send him to a cashpoint with my card and pin? I would. I would ask him to watch my pint in a pub, I would let him look after my pet dog if I had one. He's the neighbour I want my parcels delivered to, the person I want to ask for directions in a strange town.