When Ruben Amorim’s appointment at Manchester United was officially confirmed after several days of intense speculation, he breathed an almighty sigh of relief and said: “The soap opera is ending.” But it had only just begun.
Amorim’s 14 months at Old Trafford produced moments of failure and farce befitting any daytime drama. It wasn’t a period entirely without its peaks, although the troughs lasted far longer and sunk much deeper than any positive counterpoint.
