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Jose must stop bawling at Rashford

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MARCUS Rashford is a talented young striker who is still learning about what it takes to succeed at the highest level.

We all know he has a special ability, as he has been scoring goals for Manchester United’s first team since making his debut as an 18-year- old. He is 21 now and such is his level that Gareth Southgate regards him as part of England’s strongest line- up. Rashford started every y Nations Leaguee game this autumn.

Talent and ability, ity, however, does not ot mean you are e immune to moments when confidence dips and doubts creep in. This is common in every young footballer. I experience­d it, so o did all the lads of my generation.

With time, youu learn to develop a thick skin. But in the early years, there will be times when things do not go well and you have those moments when the ball won’t roll your way — as was the case for Rashford at Old Trafford on Tuesday night.

What you don’t need is to see Jose Mourinho (above) turning around to face the Main Stand, folding his arms and shaking his head after Rashford had lifted a good chance against Young Boys over the bar.

There used to be something cheeky about Mourinho that was endearing. When he came over to England in 2004 you would never have said he was modest, but he had this ability to deliver a line in a press conference or do something on the touchline that would have you laughing. Mourinho, undoubtedl­y, had an aura. Yes, he had total confidence in what he was doing and knew he was the best, but he also had charm and charisma. I have met him a few times away from games and I really like him. He’s always come across as a nice person. That’s why I found it so difficult to process what happened as United reached the Champions League knockout phase. The way he threw the water bottles after Marouane Fellaini scored the only goal was just odd, but the reaction to Rashford’s miss was what really stuck with me. I know that Mourinho said after the game that his reaction was ‘ not about Marcus’ and you hahave to believe him. But, trust me, Rashford — or those close tto him — will have watched it since. Such moment leave traces of doubt. Don’t think this is me saying footballer­s are beyond criticism because we are not. If standards slip, you leave yourself open and I can tell you now every manager I have played for has bawled me out after I’ve missed chances. You take the rollicking and you move on. You expect it in a dressing room, it is part of the game. The best managers have an ability to ensure confidence is not completely shattered and they will come out and say something supportive in the media. What

happened with rashford made me think back to when I played for Liverpool in 2005 and went through that barren spell when I didn’t score for 18 games. every week my self-belief drained a bit more but, every week, rafa Benitez made a point of talking about my contributi­on to the team.

he talked about it in the press and, in training, kept telling me it didn’t matter who scored. The main thing was for the team to win and he reminded me I was helping us get results. It made a huge difference. In the end he made it so that I knew, one day, the goal I was looking for would come.

how would I have reacted if he had done something similar to Mourinho? It’s hard to say but I know it would not have been helpful in the slightest, no matter what he said afterwards.

Will rashford have belief if he plays at Southampto­n today?

What happens if he gets through as he did against Young Boys but fails to take the opportunit­y? how does Mourinho, whose team needs some victories, react? Once again we are talking about the situation not being good on United’s side of Manchester and I don’t know how all this will end.

What I do know is that the sense of mischief Mourinho used to bring has gone and the pointed comments he makes are so serious.

It shouldn’t be this way but it’s the reality. Mourinho is a top manager, but has problems to solve. he must hope what happened with rashford hasn’t added to the growing list. BACK in August, I put forward an opinion about Bournemout­h on these pages. I predicted that the campaign would be a struggle for them and suggested it would be difficult for them to stay in the division. It was not a criticism of Eddie Howe, their impressive manager. I just watched them at times last year and didn’t think they were any better than Stoke. We got relegated, they could have got relegated. It was all about fine margins. But they got off to a flying start and the team I watch now has been transforme­d. Yes, they lost to Arsenal last week but they were unlucky — how many times in the months ahead will they fall behind to the kind of spectacula­r own goal Jefferson Lerma scored? Lerma, to me, looks like a top player in the making. David Brooks — another eye-catcher against Arsenal — has also received plenty of headlines for the way he has played, while Nathan Ake’s reputation is blossoming. The biggest difference, however, is up front. Callum Wilson has come back from I COULDN’T let this week’s column pass without touching on a remarkable night on Wednesday. For the first time this season, our home ground felt like it used to — the atmosphere against Derby was brilliant. The result was even better. To say that we won 2-1, though, doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface of what happened in the 90 minutes. We lost Peter Etebo to a red card that could not be disputed, but we still managed to dig out a second-half winner from Tom Ince. The main incident, however, was Bradley Johnson’s apparent bite on Joe Allen. We had no idea what had gone on from the bench and, typically of Joe, he never made a fuss about things when he got back to the dressing room. As far as Joe is concerned, that’s the end of it. There was so much riding on the outcome and Derby are a very good side. Mason Mount and Harry Wilson are quality players and management clearly suits Frank Lampard, so to take three points was massive. I hope this is the start of a big run for us.

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