Alan Bowkett quit, soon followed by David McNally. The questions are floating around still, but quite naturally confidentiality means there will be no answers. Two extremely astute characters who are unfortunately no longer with us – in the NCFC sense.
The fact is – and a fair few Canaries fans would do well to remember this, especially those calling on ‘the board’ to ‘show more ambition’ by ‘loosening the purse strings’ – that money has always been the overriding concern in professional football. Usually other people’s money and how to get hold of more of it for yourself.
More strikers would spoil the broth. We must give Alex time to strategise and coach Murphy-Murphy-Hoolahan-Pritchard-Canos-Brady-Naismith into exactly what is expected of them in each position in the three behind Jerome-Oliveira-Lafferty.
I can’t see anything that would lead to a ‘demonstration against the board’, unbelievably planned for before the Cardiff game. Kids, eh? If they think this is bad, I wonder how they’d have dealt with the end of the Chase era?
Alex likes youth football and we will hopefully encourage bringing players up through the ranks. Also, hopefully, whoever new CEO is, he/she will look at this area and continue it as it looks like we may just be starting to produce some bright young stars.
I’ve only actually watched one PL game in three seasons – a terrible 1-1 draw with an equally fearful Swansea, enlivened only by a wonder goal from the much underrated and ill-used Gary Hooper – but from a distance it hasn’t look like much fun.
I think we know we have got what it takes to be a bigger club. Colney will be undergoing a refurbishment in the summer and we have now appointed a head of recruitment, which I feel is where our failure to strengthen lies.
I hope we stick with this formation. It’s a case of players in correct positions and there’s proof it works. No more need for shoe-horning in players, except of course in the case of injuries. And I’m hoping Redmond’s knock is nothing too serious.
We will never be one of the big clubs; I am not sure that I would ever want us to be. Big bucks in football changes a club. Aa generous benefactor would be more than welcome at Carrow Road, but would we still be able to remain the same family-friendly club that we are now?
We’re often linked with big names, while knowing either the wage structure here isn’t going to make it possible, or we’re too far from the bright lights of London to make the move attractive (do they not know the A11 is now dualled?). But the hysteria is now not a small circus on screen. Instead it’s a big top on social media.
It is understandable that the Board are nervous about ever letting the club get into such a parlous financial state that saw us just days away from being extinct a few years ago. They deserve immense credit and thanks for turning that around.
The names had a certain oddity to them (perhaps not to a native English speakers) such as Butterworth, Culverhouse, Sutch, Woodthorpe, Fleck and, best of all, Robert Ullathorne who, for some reason, was programmed as a striker in this particular game.
This isn’t good for the health… Exhausting isn’t it? All this chasing promotion, having to keep winning, last minute winner, dying seconds’ finger-tip save malarkey is playing utter havoc with my nerves. In the days of mid-table mediocrity and even those flirting with relegation times, I didn’t seem anywhere near as obsessed and ultimately […]
Quite simply Holt is a Norwich legend, which is quite something after little more than 60 games for the club. His goal scoring exploits alone would be enough to clinch this status, but there’s a swagger and a touch of mischief about the man that warms the cockles of the most frozen of Canary hearts.
On balance there have been few more enjoyable times to be part of the Yellow Army. We can only hope that it all lasts, and for this to happen we have to hold onto the architect of our resurrection, a man whose actions speak infinitely louder than his words… step forward Paul Lambert.
Such an historic town, and good football club deserve better than to be represented by Cowling. Through nothing more than a bruised ego, he has decided to punish law-abiding football fans, and create enormous friction between the two set of fans.
Coming a close second, of course, would have to be Boxing Day 2003. Not for the game; a relatively drab 1-0 win over Forest. But more for that Huckerby-moment, when the great man came onto the pitch and the news that he had indeed signed for us was made official.
In his man-management, his tactics, substitutions and preparation, Lambert looks the real deal. Crucially, his old-school pragmatism is not compromised by the challenges of the modern game. In Paul, we trust…
The way that Lambert, Culverhouse and Crook have gone about turning the rag-tag collection of half-paced individuals who kicked off that fateful day in August into the resiliant unit we presently have is little short of remarkable.
Charlton, too, continue to push on – but things look fragile at The Valley. A couple of injuries and it could all get rather sticky for Parky. Indeed, Stan fears that Hoofroyd’s Colchester and the MK Dons may prove more long-term competitors for the second promotion spot than our former London role model.