There have been warehouse-sized debates everywhere about Norwich City and their way “forward” with the finances of the club in regard to next season. And the inevitable happened. We are Championship. Quelle surprise.
This was a nailed-on from the start. No significant investment, key injuries to central defenders, and only Duda and Rupp in January. Talk about shouldering arms and accepting your pre-ordained fate.
I’ve really enjoyed reading the views of both regular and new MFW readers and commentators over the past few months or so – please forgive me for not mentioning you all individually by name.
However, although I’m no statto I’ve worked it out that our collective opinions have always been pretty much split down the middle.
Option A: I am a massive supporter of Delia and her Board and believe in their vision of the future. I know we must be self-financing and have to realise that there will be at least £30million in player sales every season and the academy has to provide saleable products. Quickly and regularly. Because of course if you invest in improving our academy this will happen by natural progression. How can we go wrong?
Large G&T’s all round. And a nice bottle of red. Or four.
Lump in the Premier League parachute payments, obligatory player sales, and us mugs who go to every game [when we’re allowed back] and that set-up is in place for a further five years courtesy of that strategy. Delia and co have another four to five years in the tank right now.
Option B: I do not like the Smith regime and I would willingly accept an alternative form of investment whichever source it might originate from. I don’t object to camels because I don’t make vaguely racist comments.
If somebody made me an offer I would take it seriously and after an elongated period of due diligence, I would then make an objective decision. Leicester City comes to mind.
However, could I back a consortium that conned me and causally meant we might end up as a Coventry or a Portsmouth – both on the up just now by the way.
Frightening, isn’t it?
Back to option A:
‘Are you happy with NCFC’s constant platitudes and wish to let matters continue as they are?’
Without being ageist – I’ve been reprimanded for that before – most who get the OAP discount would tick that box even if only because any spirit they ever had in the first place has evaporated by now.
‘Do you admire the work of the Barclay End Norwich and Along Come Norwich in order to continue to get us off our feet with some very real cohesion?’
Yes, I do and it adds very much to the pre-match atmosphere would be my answer.
But something tells me the limited but generally much-appreciated efforts of ACN/BEN will be far less effective next season. It’s easy to ignite a crowd against Liverpool but – Rotherham?
So sitting at home because of problems none of you guys want to know about [okay, a calcified vein in my right thigh that will not go away without rest], I did not get to Carrow Road for the Leicester game. My neighbour Matt went in lieu of yours truly. Fittingly my last game of the season was against the mighty Liverpool.
This self-funding concept cannot and will not work.
What happens when we have a season with nobody to sell on at a profit?
And for all those hoping for megabucks for, say, half a dozen of our current squad, I hope nobody wants to buy them.
Because where would all the money go? Into Delia’s handbag, that’s where.
I’m not suggesting she keeps a single cent for herself. Of course I’m not.
But any which way while she’s at the helm, we are screwed.
It’s time to go my venerable lady. It really is.