Drogba + Mourinho = Love on the Rocks?

I found the Pompey-Chelsea game to be a quite stale affair, with the home side only playing good football after the 70th minute and being heroically thwarted on at least two occasions by the rugby-helmet genius of Petr Cech. One instance I found particularly interesting was the injury to Didier "Didn't Everyone Used to Hate Me" Drogba. He went up for a header and fell awkwardly on his tailbone, and took a few minutes to get up. He did go down hard and this post is not to criticize the Ivorian for his all too frequent theatrics, but to highlight the interaction between Drogba and the Special One that insued. Drogba seemingly told the bench that he was not at 100% fitness and when Mourinho was ready, he would like to take the rest of the game in from the inhospitable stands of Fratton Park. Mourinho's changes came and went and Drogba remained, unhappily, on the field. This could have been a result of Shevchenko's complete and total ineptitude at scoring in a Chelsea jersey on British soil. Mourinho therefore needed to replace the useless Sheva and kept the injured Drogba, who was all too unhappy to continue playing. He seemed to mouth, in his gesture ridden, shoulder shrugging way "I told you to take me out" with pointed anger towards Mourinho. He has clearly a massive void of true management skill, exemplified here in his inability to make the right substitution. Though I am sure tha post-game interviews adressed this interaction and both will come out smelling of roses, and love, I found it very interesting. We cannot forget that despite Mourinho's boasting of the "FIVE" trophies he has won since arriving at Chelsea (which in itself is farcical as he includes the community shield and 2 Carling cups) he has yet to produce on the European stage, and his only job seems to be smugness and picking an 11 out of high-priced, glamour stars of the highest quality in world football. I could do that and make the right substitution.