I'd put money on Wenger. He's much older but after failing to establish his preferred range with the jab, I think he'd fight dirty, like the dad in boy named Sue, but French somehow. And Mourinho is like a young boy who would attack first only to run to their mum and claim their sister was hitting them, in an attempt to delay the inevitable pummeling. I know this cowardice; I visit it every morning in the mirror.
Regarding the Mancs, let's calm down, their disastrous start, and our fantastic one are a point apart, and a win or two turns this narrative on its head. Of course that's not what I'm hoping.