‘He just doesn't give a f**k' – how Luis Enrique's heartache is driving his revolution in Paris
Luis Enrique is getting exasperated but, as usual, there's a wicked smile underneath. It is his first weeks at Paris Saint-Germain, in autumn 2023, and he is trying to introduce the squad to a new approach.
'Chaos,' he shakes his head as yet another star fumbles an instruction. 'At the moment, this is a bit shocking.' Luis Enrique's grand mission statement was to finally impose a modern ideology on PSG, the game-leading 'positional play' of Barcelona. The problem is not just that this jars with 'the French school', to quote sporting director Luis Campos. It is that it jars with everything that the PSG has been for over a decade.
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