He has struggled this season. I can’t deny that. But what I will argue is that it is not because he has, or is, finding the standard of football played in the Premier League “too high” for a player of his now perceived limited ability.
John Bond and Ken Brown both had sparkling playing careers with the Hammers before going onto have memorable spells in charge at Norwich. Glenn Roeder has managed both clubs whilst Peter Grant was Alan Pardew’s deputy at Upton Park before joining us for his brief spell at the helm in 2006.
The wealthy elite act like the superpowers did during the cold war. The USA and former USSR stockpiled so many nuclear weapons during that time that they both had more than enough in reserve to obliterate life on earth several times over. If one side had 400 H-Bombs, the other wanted 401. And so on and so forth.
It must have broken John Bond’s cultured footballing heart to part with Paddon as part of the deal that took Ted MacDougall to Norwich from West Ham in November 1973. Yet it was only a means to an end. Bond needed MacDougall to score goals
Walker’s team simply did not give up and would have headed to Goodison confident of another success, ever more so with media and bookies alike predicting a relatively straight forward three points pending for Everton.
Times have changed. We, the supporters, always used to tell ourselves that we were the most important part of any club, the core of its existence, the loyal and mostly unquestioning army that gave it life. We were, after all, with our attendance every week, “paying the players wages”.
Step forward Ian Crook. A sublime freekick that was, in all honesty, destined to beat Mark Crossley as soon as he stepped up to take it, let alone struck it. In celebration, Crook wagged a finger at persons unknown
In the yellow and green corner, alongside the virtuoso Peters is the flamboyant Kevin Keelan, doomed to star in English football at a time when the likes of Banks, Shilton and Clemence reigned supreme, else you feel England caps in abundance would have been his.Norwich also had their own version of Tommy Hutchison, the fleet of foot Jimmy Neighbour.
The last ever league fixture played by Norwich in Christmas Day fell on this date 57 years ago. Colchester United were our opponents and it was down to the team and support to make the short journey down to Layer Road on the day
For Norwich City players and fans alike, this time of the year has had more than its fair share of both highlights and lowlights, some of which I am going to look back on now and over the next couple of weeks as we reflect on days of Canary Christmases past…
There were more than a few murmurings of doubt when Ken Brown signed Drinkell from Grimsby Town in the summer of 1985. But perhaps they were understandable ones…
The names roll off the tongue like freshly laid summer turf don’t they? The great and the good – as well as the very good. A yellow and green roll call of goalkeeping excellence. Kevin Keelan. Chris Woods. Robert Green. Bryan Gunn. Plus, of course, the current man in the number one shirt, John Ruddy – who, like Woods and Green before him has deservedly earned an international call up with England.
A full-back by footballing trade, Paul was one of the early recruits to the club during the Ron Saunders era. He remembers both those early days after he first arrived at the club – very young, very nervous and very unsure of himself or his place in the greater scheme of things
The man who Norwich eventually appointed to replace Young and, in doing so, strive to bring back the air of positivity and progress the club had been making under Parker was Arthur Jewell or Jimmy, as he was more well known
We lucky folk at Norwich started the 1972/73 season with an attacking partnership that featured David Cross and Jimmy Bone. Neither were household names, having arrived at Norwich from Rochdale and Partick Thistle respectively.
Fans love attacking football, end to end action and goals. As does television and radio. Likewise our embattled press. Football managers, of course, pretend to despise it. But don’t be kidded. They would all rather win 4-3 than 1-0.
Maybe the day of the ‘true’ football fan has gone. We’re now seen, after all, as customers, even, and I shudder at the use of the word in this context, ‘consumers’.
We may be guilty of dwelling a little too self indulgently on our past every now and again, but so does every club. Bar none.But is it a good thing or an exercise in nostalgic futility, a yearning for a perceived golden age in a game that is so relentless in going forward it is sometimes in danger of eating itself?
Much was made of the eight changes that Chris Hughton made to his starting XI for the Watford game – but the same number were made by Hornets boss Gianfranco Zola
Just two wins in our opening seven games and seven points in all, much talk of a disappointing start to a campaign inevitably surrounded the new man whose presence in the side was beginning to be questioned, as were his footballing abilities.