Liam Rosenior epitomises everything wrong with Chelsea
Liam Rosenior is not the only problem at Chelsea; he is not even the biggest problem. The BlueCo model is broken. Some non-football private equity folk stormed in and believed that they could rewrite the rulebook on how an elite football club can maintain success. What happened next will shock you: they were wrong.
It’s all about player trading, you see. You buy very young (and very expensively), develop, win trophies, sell for profit and have more money than when you started to reinvest (or take out those profits yourself). You try to take a structure from another club, even though that rarely works. You double down on things that aren’t working for some reason. Maybe it’s because you aren’t spending enough and the contracts aren’t long enough?
Still, Rosenior is a problem because he epitomises the misguided fallacy of the model. Chelsea hand out long-term contracts to spread out their cost through amortisation; it allows them to buy more. That is one of the tenets of the project.
Long-term contracts for employees inevitably reduce accountability, even subconsciously. Why does it matter how you play now if your wage is guaranteed for the next six years? That’s the complication of long-term projects at elite clubs: they require shorter-term results otherwise everyone drifts.
In those circumstances, you need a manager who generates accountability on their own. They do so through instilling discipline. Or through their past record at similarly-sized clubs. Or through their tactics. Or through inspirational man management.
And, sorry, but Rosenior had none of the four that made him a fit for this position, with these players, in these circumstances. If that weren’t enough, he also played into the fears of Chelsea supporters about the direction of travel under BlueCo because he was a nepo-baby hire from within their multi-club system. Rosenior became the personification of BlueCo. The hard job got harder.
All the while, Rosenior’s media persona has generated deeply unhelpful scrutiny because it has become its own self-fulfilling prophecy: the sillier the soundbites, the worse the performance.
Kevin Kilbane, Rosenior’s former teammate, may have sounded a little mean when he said Rosenior sounds “like he’s swallowed a psychologist’s manual”, but this stuff matters. Players see it; supporters see it too. Rosenior sounds like he learnt motivational management at evening classes and that doesn’t help. He needed to prove that he was big enough for this challenge and his own words made that work more difficult.
It’s hard to fathom just how quickly this has got toxic. Chelsea have now lost five matches in a row without scoring for the first time since the Titanic sank; just the metaphor they need. There was a desperate switch of formation against Brighton that made no sense and didn’t work. Senior players have talked up their chances of leaving the club. One of them, Enzo Fernandez, was suspended for two games and yet was made captain on Tuesday evening. The club that outclassed them was the same one they took the structure wholesale from.
The biggest problem of all: Chelsea couldn’t afford to get this one wrong. Last month they announced the largest annual losses in English football history. The women’s team and the buildings have been sold. They need Champions League revenue next season and even finishing in the top half seems doubtful now. In those circumstances, appointing Rosenior might just have been the worst mid-season appointment at an elite club in decades.
“Liam has the ability to get the best out of this squad quickly and joins us with the responsibility and the backing to ensure Chelsea continues to compete at the top level in all competitions this season and in seasons to come,” read Chelsea’s welcome statement 107 days ago. It sounds like a bad joke now, or some inadvertent harbinger of doom.
But the real punchline? Chelsea followed the pattern of their own model by giving Rosenior a contract until 2032. There is a real chance that he fails to reach six months in charge of a club that agreed to pay him for six years. Ain’t that just the BlueCo way.
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"I played with Liam at Hull, and I got on well with Liam; he used to tell some great stories of Roy Keane when he was his manager at Ipswich.
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