And so it goes. Brazilian football management proves once more that it is no country for level headed, if slightly ponderous, middle-aged men. Those who thrive in this most machista of spots are the chest-beaters, the big talkers and the mud-slingers – in short, the loudest barkers. It’s a good ol’ boys club, for the most part; its upper reaches patrolled by the same formidable junk yard dogs – the Scolaris, the Muricys, and the Luxemburgos. In the face of these fearsome mutts, timid, more studious types (such as bookish Caio Junior, who once sprouted stubble in an attempt to shake off his Harry Pottertag) are just so much roadkill.
Never was this more evident on Friday, when Mano Menezes was forced to walk the plank while CBF chiefs José Maria Marin and Marco Polo del Nero hooted from the rigging, and chief selector Andrés “I voted to keep him” Sanchez skulked down in the galley...
The rest of this piece can be read on The Independent website by clicking here. The wonderful charicature of Mr. Menezes was drawn by J. Bosco, more of whose work can be found here.