The Italian is renowned for his virtual kicking of every ball with his players in every game, his frantic gesturing and yelling in the technical area, arms windmilling in an ever more manic conducting of his chorus.

After every final whistle, the Chelsea manager admits he emerges with his clothes soaked in sweat, exhausted and in actual physical pain from the tension and exertion.

Recently the Italian has been reading up on yoga, doing stretching exercises at the Chelsea training ground, and using mindfulness techniques to try to calm himself down.

Do not expect any major results from that programme too soon. Rare has been the moment in his managerial career when the 48 year old has sat down on the touchline for even five minutes at a stretch.

Conte’s celebrations of goals are wild. Dances down the line punching the air, diving into the crowd to rejoice with them, huge joyous hugs with his coaching staff. On one occasion in charge of Italy he was on top of the dugout roof celebrating.

Arsene Wenger is quieter in his displays of tension - but they are clearly there. The stride towards the fourth official, the furious tussling with his coat.

But whereas Conte has only once been in trouble with the FA over his conduct since arriving on English football, sent off in the win over Swansea in December but only fined after apologising - Wenger appears to currently be at war with authority.

The Frenchman could face a stadium ban after bust up with referee Mike Dean after the game at West Brom. He was charged but continued his attack on refereeing standards in the build up to last night’s game.

His charge sheet is longer: in 2000 a 12 game ban and fine after bust up with a 4th official: in 2007 sent off and a one game ban in the Champions League. In 2011 a one game Champions League ban upped to two and a £10,000 fine. In 2017 a four game ban after pushing and swearing at fourth official.

One man at war with the world - another maybe with himself.

Games like last night don’t ease the pressure either. There was Wenger in a suit, Conte in his anorak - both on their feet from the first minute.

It was the Italian who was the more agitated early on, as Chelsea after a strong start came under pressure. As Alvaro Morata missed a sitter and then Alexandre Lacazette hit both posts and Thibaut Courtois pulled off another fine save, the yoga was forgotten.

Wenger, meanwhile, put his coat on and was fuming when Ainsley Maitland-Niles was brought down but no penalty given.

Conte scowled, stalked. In fairness, he rarely looks happy even when his team is winning. And when Jack Wilshere - the revived, inspired Jack Wilshere - put Arsenal ahead, his gloom deepened. Arms crossed, he merely glowered.

Then Eden Hazard was brought down by Hector Bellerin, and stepped up to slot home the spot kick. Now Wenger erupted, seethed, paced. Conte was sparked into life - all action again.

And then Marcos Alonso tucked in Davide Zappacosta’s low cross with six minutes left. Conte exploded, hugging all and sundry. Bonkers.

Wenger had not got into any more trouble - with referees. As for Conte - where’s that yoga teacher?