The tedious drudgery that he serves up has always been Maureen's hallmark. Tepid and unadventurous. And he will greet the inevitable 0-0 bore draw like wining the CL.
He knows no other way. No plan B. Strangle the life out of the game, do everything you can to stop the opposition playing. Time wasting, play acting, do whatever it takes to turn a potentially thrilling, end to end spectacle of creative football and turn it into a dour, stagnant non-event, and then afterwards tell the world's media the game was 'fantastic'.
MotD will be ordered to put a positive slant on the game and call it a 'Maureen Masterclass' and the 659 million sheep will bleat cheerily as they gambol in the non-existent meadows
of their own equally mundane existences.
The rest of us in the real world however, will continue to tell it how it is: that despite spending brain-bursting amounts of money they are no better than a mediocre Championship side merely going through the motions.