Five things… Tim Sherwood gave the Premier League

1 Spunk
Tim Sherwood’s departure from Aston Villa means he has now managed – and been sacked by - two of England’s biggest clubs in a short but eventful career spanning just 56 games in total. But even if Sherwood never returns to the Premier League, he can be satisfied that his contribution has been memorable. From the moment he took temporary charge of Tottenham in December 2013, it was clear he had bucketloads more spunk than the average gaffer. “I’ve got to be in the frame. I know a certain way I need to play and I think I can manage men. The chairman needs to make the correct decision,“ he said before being handed an 18-month contract at White Hart Lane. That same spunk was dripping off him right until his final match as Villa boss, as he pouted defiantly, “I’m not in a hole, the club’s in a hole.” He was fired the next day, so it turned out he was in a bit of a hole really.

2 Gilets
Sherwood’s first battle at Spurs was to be taken seriously as a real manager, and he tackled this challenge with a sartorially strong statement of intent: the gilet. Never seen before on a Premier League boss, Sherwood’s distinctive bodywarmer was designed to do more than just protect him from the cold. It was the garment that told us Sherwood was his own man, not just another dispensable caretaker. Despite once insisting that it was “a coat, not a gilet”, the look became as synonymous with the Sherwood brand as Che Guevara’s beret or Kylie Minogue’s hotpants. When he furiously threw the gilet down the White Hart Lane tunnel during a defeat to Arsenal, he imagined it as a definitive image that would be showed in montages of his glorious reign for centuries to come. Instead, it just looked a grown man having a tantrum and throwing his coat on the floor. The gilet sadly never re-emerged at Villa Park. Whether this was because Sherwood was reinventing himself, or merely because the weather wasn’t cold enough, we’ll never know.

3 Sherwood speak
Sherwood’s permanent state of bristling intensity with the media proved wonderfully conducive to creativity, a bit like how the Libertines wrote their best stuff when they hated each other. Sherwood also did his best work while angry, like when he compared himself to a “supply teacher” at Tottenham and banged on constantly about his White Hart Lane “win ratio”. Even apparently innocuous topics could get Sherwood worked up, such as when he was asked to name his favourite cheese. “Only cheddar. I don’t get involved in the rest of that muck. Mild.” His manner at Villa Park was the same, as he declared on arrival, “You have to have b******s to play for Aston Villa. This is a big club.” Sadly, it turned out you needed more than b******s to manage it. But it’s also worth noting that Sherwood speak wasn’t complete gobbledegook; he remains the Tottenham manager with the highest “win ratio” of the modern era.

4 Adebayor
Nobody in English football loves Emmanuel Adebayor more than Sherwood. His first act as Tottenham boss was to recall to the Togolese striker from the wilderness, and the love was repaid. Adebayor was reborn as a scoring machine under Sherwood’s guidance; the pair even gave each other a cute little salute after his goals. When Sherwood left north London, Adebayor quickly fell back out of favour, so Sherwood tried to sign him for Villa in the summer. A combination of the player’s wage demands and the club’s preference to sign young French players meant the striker became a free agent, but he remained on the manager’s January shopping list. Now that Sherwood has gone, there is little chance anyone else will sign him. Without Sherwood, there is no Adebayor.

5 Geezerness
The demise of Sherwood means there are no geezer managers left in the Premier League. The pool of bosses from the south-east of England was small to start with. Now we’re just left with the likes of Garry Monk and Eddie Howe, who don’t cut the mustard, while Alan Pardew will never be a proper geezer no matter how hard he tries. Like all the best geezers, Sherwood is a professional geezer, who saw himself as the antidote to all those foreign coaches coming over here with their philosophies and their tactics. His natural cockiness and penchant for streetwise one-liners - like explaining a 4-0 defeat to Chelsea with, “it all went a bit Pete Tong at half-time, didn’t it?” - made him the natural heir to Harry Redknapp as English football’s top geezer. But who is there to fulfil that role now? You certainly won’t hear that calibre of post-match analysis from Remi Garde.

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