Summary
IT WAS a masterpiece of contrivance and it bore the hallmark of Jose Mourinho. The demented sprint took in a broad sweep of the Nou Camp and the wild eyes, the stiff arm, the jabbing finger all bellowed a frantic demand: 'Look at me!'
He received an outrageous bonus when the Barcelona goalkeeper tried to prevent him from running to the fans.Mourinho flew into drama-queen overdrive. He was martyrdom personified, flamboyantly fighting free before striding on and flinging out both arms in extravagant salute. Every eye followed his antics, every camera tracked his capering progress. Jose was in heaven.See the full content of this document
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It's Insults and Not Results That Reveal the Real Mourinho ; the Column the Considered) View [Eire Region]
In fairness, the preening little scamp had turned in a remarkable evening's work. A wonderful Barcelona team had been nullified, the world's finest player had been contained and a place in the Champio...
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