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.
Our best ever season in the top flight as regards trips away from home was the 1988/89 campaign when, under the leadership of Dave Stringer and Mike Phelan, we won nine out of the nineteen played – a feat that was only bettered by Arsenal and Liverpool who finished in first and second place respectively.
Norwich’s route to the final that season had also seen wins over two of the above teams, including an unforgettable 3-0 win at Highbury in the last eight, courtesy of a Graham Paddon hat-trick. Never mind the danger? We laughed in its face and tickled its tummy.
A question was once asked. What, given the choice, would you prefer? England to win the next World Cup or for Norwich to win the FA Cup next season? My answer, one that came out before I’d even had time to think about it was instant. FA Cup? Well yes, of course.
Norwich’s 3-0 destruction of Busby’s side on that snow strewn Saturday afternoon would have surprised even the Canary supporters amongst the 38,000 present, many of whom attending for the opportunity to see Busby’s star laden side in person. United came into the match on the back of eight consecutive First Division victories
Norwich City fans, in the main, seem to have written off 4-4-2. I noted in the build up to both the Everton and Hull City games that, whenever people were, as we do, jotting down their preferred line up for those matches, those that advocated anything like a 4-4-2 formation were subjected to copious amounts of abuse.
Isaac Ryder was a short, stocky but, nonetheless, fast and powerful centre forward, a Norwich man who has the distinction, nay, honour, of being both born and passing away within the confines of our fine city. He was a prolific goalscorer at amateur level.