What a difference a couple of days makes.
As rumours float around concerning Max Aarons’ *collapsed* £20million plus move to Barcelona and how the lad’s head might drop, I’m kind of thinking along different lines.
We carried out a pilot match with 1,000 supporters against Preston as recently as Saturday, and gathering from the account of MFW writer and Canaries Trust treasurer, Gary Field, it was a safe, well-organised and pleasurable occasion.
Elsewhere the ticketless Di Cunningham of Proud Canaries fame wrote that by virtue of living nearby, she picked up on just about all of the vibes from the ground.
So now we discover that little acorn has failed to sprout because Covid is not the name of a footballer and 19 isn’t his squad number. We’re back to square one. No more pilots let alone any hope of a return to normality this season. No chance.
I like to think of myself as relatively rufty-tufty so obviously was looking forward to going back to a full-capacity Carrow Road as soon as it was declared safe to do so by the powers that be.
But… I know that several MFW readers and writers have elderly family and friends for whom a return would be potentially risky. Others are either technically vulnerable themselves or know people who are.
Relax. It ain’t gonna happen anyways.
We live in a world in which Leyton Orient had to call off against Spurs late on Tuesday with something like 18 players and staff having tested positive.
A world in which the Premier League is being asked to bale out clubs further down the pecking order. Fat chance of that ever happening of course.
David Moyes was sent home before West Ham’s fixture with Hull.
Clubs at National League and lower levels will be dropping like the last of the autumn flies. Maybe quite a few in leagues one and two and a couple of *naughty boys* in the Championship.
And you can’t even play 5/6 a side any more.
So, call me Jonah, Jeremiah or even Doubting Thomas if you will but I cannot see this season struggling through to the end and I am convinced I will not be back at Carrow Road until season 2021-22 kicks off.
While I despise politicians of all parties equally [I hate them all], even I can’t blame them for what is and isn’t going on around Covid. They simply don’t have a clue about the right way forward. And neither do I.
I really thought the Preston game would have become a platform from which us supporters could build our hopes of collectively returning on.