It was an afternoon to stir the soul, a thrilling game of three outstanding goals and a Leicester performance that suggested their injury problems may be behind them and their season may be about to begin. Even in the context of recent successes, this was a game that will take an exalted place in the collective memory of the King Power. But beyond that excitement, this was another glum day for Manchester United and Ole Gunnar Solskjær. How long can this drift be allowed to go on? How long can nostalgia insulate against the recognition of mediocrity? How long can the same problems be allowed to keep recurring? When things are going badly for his side, Solskjær has a habit of gazing plaintively from the edge of his technical area, like a Viking elder wondering if the longship fleet will ever return from across the unknowable sea. His weary grey‑blue eyes perhaps see through the storm and the spray, to the deeper currents beneath, the remorseless beat of the waves against the shore as familiar problems erode his credibility yet further. As Paul Pogba acknowledged, none of the issues that undermined them on Saturday have not been seen before; none of them look close to being solved. The signing of Cristiano Ronaldo, for all that he papers over cracks with his remarkable goalscoring ability and his appeal to memories of the club’s last golden age, has not helped. Rather he exists as a perpetual rebuke, a projection of the deeper mood of the club that must exist beneath the sentimental recollection of the player Solskjær used to be. As the second half went on Ronaldo passed from irritation to disbelief to funk. At the final whistle he stood alone in the Leicester half – as he had for most of the game – staring furiously at the ground. He tore the tape from around his ring in obvious frustration, bumped fists with Kasper Schmeichel and then clapped the away fans with desultory politeness. The midfield, as ever, was the major source of concern. This time there was no Fred, no Scott McTominay, just Nemanja Matic alongside Pogba, whose only real contribution beyond his damning post-match comments was a series of minor fouls for which he was eventually booked. As each combination proves as ineffective as the last, how long, you wonder, before Solskjær turns to the 35-year-old Paul McShane, who anchored the midfield for the academy side in the Papa John’s at Sunderland last Tuesday? But personnel is only part of the problem. There is no sense of organisation or coherence and that is as true of United in the attacking phase as the defensive. The only plan seems to be to wait for one of their many brilliant players to do something brilliant. Mason Greenwood did just that to give them the lead, seizing on the half-yard of space allowed by Timothy Castagne to rattle a shot in off the post, and then Marcus Rashford did as well to level at 2-2, taking Victor Lindelöf’s long pass to finish emphatically. For the most part, though, United were outplayed in midfield,
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Article Link: https://www.theguardian.com/football/blog/2021/oct/16/solskjr-cannot-continue-to-survive-on-goodwill-and-fond-memories
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