The film buffs amongst you will completely understand.
For those that aren't, just ride with me on this and you'll soon get the picture.
The clock ticks over to 6:00 am in the morning. The Sonny and Cher hit record 'I've Got You Babe' is playing?. And poor Bill Murray wakes up in exactly the same day again.
It's Groundhog Day. Nothing has changed. It's all-too depressingly familiar.
Now then… It's a quarter-to-five on a Saturday afternoon. This time the setting just happens to be the Ricoh Arena in Coventry.
And Glenn Roeder is experiencing that awful feeling of d?j? vu, after once again witnessing his side squander several, excellent goal-scoring chances to have comfortably won the game and got their 2008-09 campaign off to a flier.
Remember the numerous similar occasions last season when the City boss would be heard afterwards proffering his thoughts on the Canaries' encouraging performance, only to have to ultimately and dejectedly highlight their inadequacies in front of goal as having cost them dearly?
Well?Here we are again folks, unfortunately.
Because I doubt we'll see the Canaries playing as comfortably as they did against Chris Coleman's Coventry outfit at the weekend in many more away games this season, and exerting such control in it like this but without winning.
In four-fifths of the pitch, we couldn't really have asked for much more.
City stroked the ball about in impressive fashion, with Wes Hoolahan in particular pulling all the strings and posing the home side's defence no end of problems when he had the ball at his feet.
And with Jamie Cureton and especially Arturo Luopoli providing the mercurial Irishman with the opportunity to deliver defence-splitting passes, and Hoolahan effortlessly complying, City it seemed, were all set for a romp.
At the back Norwich were strong and resolute, and in Dejan Stefanovic they are finally provided with someone that possesses the ability and willing to receive the ball from David Marshall in order to begin attacks from the back, as opposed to the goalkeeper being left with no alternative other than to kick long.
In the middle of the park Norwich were energetic and competitive, and they were also impressively able to match fire with fire on the occasions when it was required.
And like I say, in attack they were sharp and fluid.
Negatives? Only one or two.
There were instances whereby Norwich were too narrow during their approach play, and accordingly the man in possession wasn't afforded the opportunity to play the ball out wide in order to stretch the opposition or change the point of the attack.
With both Lee Croft and Hoolahan often drifting infield at the same time, and Elliot Omozusi and Jason Shackell seemingly reluctant to move forward into the subsequently vacated space, City were left with little option other than to try to thread the ball through a pack of players at times, which, in all fairness, they were able to accomplish with some aplomb.
And the Canaries did frustrate at times by tending to overplay in and around the opposition penalty box instead of occasionally letting rip and shooting for goal.
Other than that, there wasn't much wrong at all.
When all is said and done though, winning football matches does boil down to scoring goals.
And it was in this final fifth of the pitch ? the opposition penalty area ? where City once again fell flat on their faces.
Of course all ends well for actor Murray in the film as he finally wakes up in a new day with all his problems behind him, but as we know, this isn't Hollywood.
And so the sooner that City can find their shooting boots ? and surely there won't be a better opportunity to do so than against inferior opponents at MKDons in the Carling Cup on Tuesday night – the better for all concerned.