Roger Alton Roger Alton

Tales from the riverside

Roger Alton reviews the week in Sport

issue 14 November 2009

Amid the great and the glamorous sipping champagne at Sotheby’s recently when Sebastian Faulks launched his new novel, A Week in December, one diminutive figure caught the eye as he moved effortlessly among the mini-burgers and drizzled tuna, exchanging a pleasantry here, a smile there, chatting to teenage boys, rock stars, highbrow literary types and even the odd politician. It was Fulham boss Roy Hodgson, well-known book-lover, friend of Faulks and arguably a man who should be football’s manager of the month in perpetuity. As my friend Mike points out, ‘These are the good old days at Craven Cottage.’

In just a couple of weeks Hodgson’s team have held £200 million Manchester City to a hard-fought draw, failed to beat AS Roma by a whisker and also malleted Liverpool 3-1. But, as Mike and any good Cottager will tell you, it’s not just the results, it’s the gaffer. He is not only as tactically acute as Arsène Wenger, and as commercially savvy too, he is one of the most engaging men in football, maintaining dignity, and an essential kindliness, despite all the pressures of managing one of the Premiership’s ‘lesser’ teams.

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