Thursday 22 March 2018 / 07:32 AM

Roy Keane: arrogance and self-satisfaction

Roy Keane – a bottomless pit of arrogance and self-satisfaction.


Has anyone ever come across a man more irritatingly smug than Roy Keane?

Okay, so he was a fantastic player; but the fact that he was more than a bit nifty on the pitch seems to have resulted in the Irishman’s ego seriously ballooning.

In case you haven’t been checking out the news this week, Roy Keane has released an autobiography.

Yes, that’s right, another autobiography.

Having grown an exceedingly large beard, Keane unveiled his second book, written by Roddy Doyle (an excellent author who really should know better), at the Aviva Stadium this week, and unsurprisingly it was chock-a-block full of controversy, spitefulness and unpleasant tirades.

The question reverberating around in my head is: does anyone actually respect Roy Keane?

By this I don’t mean as a footballer – he was clearly a very good midfielder (although perhaps a little overrated by Manchester United fans). But as a man, as a manager and as a coach, he has always come up short for me.

In his first book, Keane was quick to explain that he had deliberately dived in with his foot to injure Alf-Inge Haaland, rupturing his anterior cruciate ligament and effectively ending the player’s career. Amazingly, even after an enquiry and a big fine greeting these shocking revelations, this recent second instalment from Keane has made it clear that he regrets nothing about the incident.

Take a second to think about this incident (and look up the challenge on YouTube if you’ve got a strong enough stomach). A man made the decision to physically assault another man and in so doing rob him of his profession because they’d had a verbal disagreement FOUR YEARS EARLIER. If you don’t think that’s despicable then there’s something the matter with you.

What’s more despicable, though, is the fact that Keane clearly doesn’t regret it – and to be honest, that’s got me wondering what exactly is going on in Keane’s head.

His second book, which is clearly a shameless attempt to make more money, will probably earn him a pretty penny. But at the same time, it’ll only serve to make him more hated, more derided and less loved than ever before.

What’s weird is that if Keane spent half the time he uses attempting to rile people on trying to become a better coach, he wouldn’t be the abject failure in the coaching world that he clearly has been so far.

For those that idolise Keane, it’s time to think about the kind of man that you’re hero worshipping. I’m not the kind of guy to suggest that footballers should be held to some sort of higher moral account than the rest of us; but if your next door neighbour did what Keane did, you’d hold him accountable. There’s no way you’d give him the oxygen of publicity and there’s no way you’d buy a book written by him that is so clearly filled with hate. Sorry Roy, but I’m passing on this one – I’d rather read something that made me feel good about life.

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Seb Greenwood

CBS’s longest-serving contributor, Englishman Seb is our leading football correspondent, pulling no punches with his opinions on the Premier League and the international scene.

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