I’m going to break my personal MFW protocol and construct this article before I’ve read Gary’s piece which will have appeared before all you lucky readers see this. The madness at the Carra continues.
How did we not get at least a point out of that?
We were 2-0 up and cruising but suddenly it was bang, bang and we went in 2-2 at halftime. We had played Derby off the park in the first-half and surely they would have resigned themselves to damage limitation. But not so – we let them back into the game.
Then, of course, we notched that excellent third and all looked good. Sweet, even.
And then the floodlight failed and everyone in that corner turned their phones on to illustrate the problem. There were three ironies in this:
- Firstly both Mrs P’s sons are excellent top-line electricians and could have sorted it much quicker than our lot.
- Secondly, from the Upper Barclay, we could see that corner of the pitch perfectly and there was no need to halt the match in any case.
- And thirdly when the teams eventually re-emerged we made two colossal cock-ups and contrived to lose the game.
Add in the nut-busting, frantic surge at the end from ourselves and it was perfectly scripted for 4-4. The bar, Scott Carson and a couple of brave blocks from the Rams dictated otherwise.
I’m not as sore as I might be because my back decided to behave for once and I can accept losing to a side like Derby. But when you consider the WBA and Leeds results, it will always resonate as a case of “what might have been”.
I will anticipate that a few readers will be criticising Alex Tettey, but he was overloaded today and played in a way that defied his years. Just my opinion of course.
I remember writing on MFW quite a while ago now that season 2019-2020 would define Webber/Farke and their sterling efforts on our behalf.
And that is why I’m not expecting promotion this time around, although if we don’t get a tilt at the playoffs, I will be more than a little disappointed, as will we all. We won’t be getting automatic I’m afraid. Again, purely my view, mainly from the experience of reading “between the lines” for so many, many seasons.
But when we consider Saturday’s Leeds and WBA results, anything is still possible.
I return to the word guts. Nobody can accuse any member of this Norwich City squad of not possessing aforesaid guts in abundance.
And as a parting note, I thought that yet again the referee was carp.
I wish all MFW readers and writers an exceptionally Happy New Year.