Ruben Amorim, Ange Postecoglou and the death of the pragmatic manager
Ruben Amorim was aiming, without question, for defiance. He had just watched his Manchester United team endure yet another wretched evening at Old Trafford, swatted aside with contemptuous ease by Newcastle. It was a third consecutive home loss in the Premier League. It was United’s fourth straight defeat in all competitions.