When my uncle told me the news, I almost didn’t believe it. Rúben Amorim: Premier League Manager of the Month. Bryan Mbeumo: Premier League Player of the Month. Read that again. A Manchester United manager AND a Manchester United forward, both recognized as the best in the league in the same month. That’s not just a nice headline. That’s a statement.
Because we’ve spent a long while watching other clubs’ players get the praise. Watching rival managers get the flowers. Watching us get framed as the “work in progress,” the “maybe next season,” the “still figuring it out” team. And even when we were improving, we were already too worn out to notice.
So this matters.
It matters because it says the work is being seen. The structure. The discipline. The identity that’s been slowly forming under Amorim isn’t just vibes anymore. There’s shape. There’s intention. There’s a manager who believes in what he’s building and a squad that’s finally moving with him instead of around him.
And Mbeumo. The energy. The directness. The confidence to take responsibility in key moments. He didn’t come here to be just another option in the attack. He came here to make the difference we needed. Not flashy for the sake of being flashy. Just effective.
This is the kind of recognition that reminds us as fans that believing isn’t naive and that progress is real. That what we’re seeing on the pitch isn’t temporary, or lucky, or accidental.
It’s earned.
And it sets a tone. For the league. For us. For the next month of football.
Because the message is clear now:
We’re not waiting for the future anymore.
We’re the ones that paint it.
Together. Red to the bone.
