“You have to say that this is a team that looks like it knows where it’s going“.
“If they want to ignore, ‘little old Norwich’, that’s ok with me. Keep it a secret, don’t allow the media to let on how good our players are, let them ignore us until the end of January. Then let it rip as the final 20 games give life to our countdown to promotion“.
“I know Daniel’s not bothered about it – but win at Hull, and there’ll never be a clearer choice for Manager of the Month“.
The first two quotes come from my mates, the first being from Butch, who was at the match amongst the hardy 800 or so Yellows who attended the Liberty. He lives in London EC3, so it wasn’t such a bad journey for him. And the second is from my friend Cutty who is a lifelong supporter and even older than me (just).
The final one is from MFW’s very own Stewart Lewis.
Daniel Farke said: “To be at the top with so many points after 18 games is outstanding but it’s no coincidence“.
It’s getting a bit tasty, isn’t it?
I don’t mean my references to the quotations are tasty, but the way we are playing certainly is. I still do not get this self-financing thing and probably never will, but the turnaround in terms of the success of our recruitment team has been on another level. And to me that is key.
Buendia knocked the Swans upside down on Saturday. Zimmermann, Stiepermann and Hernandez – shrewd acquisitions or what? We are doing something very, very right. And of course we all enjoyed a couple of what are now becoming trademark NCFC goals – Stiepermann’s and Pukki’s.
Butch said it was more or less the most professional performance he had ever seen – we coped really well with a couple of dodgy periods, rode them out and steamrollered the opposition – no mugs are Swansea after seven or so consecutive seasons in the PL. And we d*cked them 4-1.
Having seen Tim Krul’s gaffe on the Sky Sports and Quest highlights, the old red flag flicked up. Until I was told the pitch was less reliable than Ma Kelly’s Greasy Spoon (give it a look, anyone who’s sad enough to enjoy early – if any – Status Quo).
Personal circumstances dictated that I flicked Radio Norfolk on around a minute after Pukki had scored our fourth. I normally don’t listen too closely, but the excellent Mark Walton was on duty and I couldn’t bear to switch it off – as I often do unless Rivo’s on.
Why Walton doesn’t do a Iwan and get involved in commentary/punditry I will never know. Top geezer. Such a perceptive contributor.
Anyway, after a few handbags issues, we were home and hosed.
So now it’s to Hull and back (sorry Del Boy and maybe more importantly John Sullivan). We don’t seem to have done very well there recently. Time for a change in fortune, methinks.
And Stew, will Daniel ever win Manager of the Month with one George Burley on the selection panel? Hmm…
The only phrase to end this piece is… Mind the Gap (c. Bank Station, London Underground circa 1968).