Well, at least that's 2007 out of the way. And, in the grander scheme of things, a 1-1 draw at home to Wolves is not a bad way to end one of City's most torrid ever years.
Indeed, it is a mark of Glenn Roeder's positive impact on all things yellow and green that Stan heard much grumbling at the final whistle, primarily about the fact that we failed for the second time in three days to secure all three points.
With expectations raised, the City faithful now expect the boys to win such games – and even to win them well. Aah, but remember, Stan thought (in the spirit of a Dickensian Christmas), just cast your minds back but two months: get real and appreciate the fact that a) we did not lose; b) we are improving and have hope; c) we actually play some decent and exciting football at times; d) we have a man at the helm who really is well connected and has shown more nous in the transfer market than any City manager since, well, Ken Brown or Dave Stringer.
True, this was not a great performance. Too much Christmas pud did for Hucks; either that or a sabbatical in LA is appealing. As for Big Mo, his mind seemed at times to be more on Mr Roeder's comments about his age and contract than the matter at hand.
Old Shacks, too, provided the board with yet another reason to up their offer and get Tiny Taylor – the best centre back to grace Carrow Road since Jon Newsome – back to God's own county. The rest of the lads huffed and puffed for 50 minutes, before finally getting into their stride and making a real fist of it.
Rusty and Matty P both had stormers, although Stan felt we missed the more sophisticated touch of Foz to add guile to the midfield endeavour. The Doc was awesome once again. In contrast to Shacks, he appears to have risen to the prospect of a Tiny – or a Traore, if The Guardian is to be believed – arriving on the Carrow Road horizon.
David Marshall also had another excellent game. Overall, however, City looked slightly off the pace, and there remained a lack of real cutting edge up front. Ched had a decent first half and Jamie took his goal very well; but it was Dion who provided the master-class in link-up play, flicking on for the goal and providing an array of beautiful passes to open up a solid, but slow Wolves defence.
Yes, we could have won it. Jamie's brilliant piece of juggling looked to have earned him the 'Goal of the Season' before he stabbed his shot wide. But City more generally failed to retain decent possession, and we never really put pressure on a wobbly Wolves side like a home team should.
As to where this takes us, there is no doubt that January is shaping up to be a watershed month in Norwich City history. Get Tiny back, add an Ameobi-type to the frontline, give Matty P the freedom of the City, and all will be well.
As it stands, we do not look quite up to doing what Palace are doing (is 'doing a Warnock' now better than 'doing a Leeds', or 'doing a Dowie'?), and our New Year trip to Selhurst Park appears more ominous than appealing.
Get the missing pieces in quickly, however, and our next five home games all have 'do-able' written above them.
Pick up, say, seven points on our travels in the same two-month period and you never know; Canary minds may just be thinking about finishing six from top rather than six from bottom.
Back in reality, Stan knows that a mid-table finish will be an achievement. We are still horribly close to the bottom, and a couple of slip-ups could see us all too quickly back in the bottom three.
To avoid this, the board needs to keep with the pack, raising the funds to ensure that we build on the foundations laid by Roeder in so short a time.
Fail to do so, and the mistakes of the past four years could still come back to haunt us ?