I'm not making a comparison between them.
Chris Wilder picked us up from the absolute dumps, took a team full of shit and spun us into gold. He gave me and many others the best years of our lives following this club. It wasn't to last, and lord knows he had his shortcomings and it's sad how it ended, but I'm forever grateful.
Paul Heckingbottom made a broken, demoralised and defeated side believe in themselves again when there was nothing left to play for but a bit of dignity. When it was clear that it wouldn't work out with Slavisa Jokanovic, he returned again and made us into winners, falling painfully short of taking us back to the top.
Then he took us the top flight, with fixtures to spare, often playing some excellent stuff in the process.
I'm thankful that they both form part of the rich tapestry of Sheffield Uniteds story.