The second time I met John Henry, he was having trouble ordering his breakfast. We were in Liverpool's offices on Chapel Street, a few weeks after he and the rest of Fenway Sports Group had finally chased Tom Hicks and George Gillett out of town.
Henry is an amiable sort: open, calm, fiercely intelligent. He is extremely likeable. That is a factor that has played in his (and FSG's) favour over the past four years. By the standards of the sort of people who can afford to buy a Premier League club, Henry seems OK. Liverpool fans, by and large, want him to do well.