José Mourinho is many things but he is not and never will be a bad manager.

What he is, perhaps, is the great lothario of modern football management; the dimple-chinned looker in the well-cut Italian suit, full of swagger, aware of his own attractiveness, and, in turn, attracted to the glamorous clubs that covet him. They know what they’re getting for their considerable money and so does he. They just require a little seduction with silverware before he’s gone in the morning. He is the lounge lizard of the galácticos, offering good times, a little bubble and fizz, but never there for a long-term stable relationship.