Ruben Amorim is proving he’s not your typical modern manager. After United’s shocking Carabao Cup defeat to Grimsby, he came out swinging raw, emotional, brutally honest.
Some days, he says, he feels like quitting. Other days, he dreams of staying 20 years. That’s Amorim in a nutshell: passion, volatility, but above all, authenticity.
He’s not hiding behind clichés or media training. “Sometimes I hate my players, sometimes I love them,” he confessed.
And isn’t that what football truly is? A game of extremes despair one night, glory the next. Amorim’s temperament mirrors the heartbeat of the fans: restless, fiery, never satisfied with mediocrity.
Yet behind the emotion is clarity. He singled out Kobbie Mainoo, making it clear the youngster remains central to his plans: “I want Kobbie to stay. He needs to fight for his place, and we need him.”
That’s tough love exactly what United’s golden talents need if they’re to grow into legends.
Say what you want about Amorim’s volatility, but after years of bland press conferences and safe answers, this is the edge United have been crying out for.
He lives it, he feels it, he bleeds for it. And if the players match even half of that fire, Old Trafford will roar again.
This isn’t weakness. This is United rediscovering its soul.
