If Moyes had come in and done well straight away people would say he had it easy, all he had to do was leave things as they are. To ensure he got the credit for our forthcoming glory he had to tear the old team down, destroy morale, leave us broken, humiliated and almost without hope.
He can't have that. He whispers into the players' ears that they are worthless, useless, that without SAF they are nothing and there is no point in them even trying, as they sob. He spreads rumours about them to discredit them in the eyes of other players, so every one of them is convinced the rest of the squad blame them personally for our plight. Things get progressively worse.
But then we move into phase 2 of The Plan. He starts picking sensible teams, he tells the players how pleased he is with them, maybe he was wrong. He tells them they are playing like winners, like the champions they once were. He suggests they apply themselves, compose themselves when taking a shot, crossing or passing the ball. He holds a clear the air meeting to demonstrate all the personal issues in the camp are simple misunderstandings. Old friendships flourish once more. Belief floods back to the team.
They start playing beautiful football, sweeping opponents aside. A great team has been built, cry the fans and the media. Not SAF's team. We all saw that team burn, it is dead. This is Moyes' team. He built it from scratch. He must be a genius for creating a thing of such beauty. He is, indeed, a great manager, worthy of being SAF's successor.