When Ole Gunnar Solskjaer was in the gym at Manchester United day after dispiriting day, week after wearying week, month after unforgiving month, relentlessly rehabbing after a knee injury in 2003 that would have retired lesser men, staff would point to the lonely figure on the treadmill and tell the club’s young professionals to “look and learn from Ole”. There’s a fighter, was the message, there’s a true United man.
So when all the supporters from other clubs join the cynics in questioning the wisdom of United giving a three-year contract to a 46-year-old who failed at Cardiff City, who has lost his past two games as caretaker and was due to return to Molde in the Norwegian League, they should consider that Solskjaer possesses
