*Now the party’s over… I’m so tired*.
Good old Bryan Ferry [Avalon in this case] for referencing our magnificent EFL Championship winning squad over 30 years ago. Mystic, seer or sage? No, but it’s quite appropriate really as we saw the celebrations at Oakwell on Saturday, and thanks again to iFollow for extending the coverage by about 10 minutes or so. Appreciated.
But there were several moments from the celebrations I would like to highlight if I might.
Not only was Ollie Skipp there with protective boot and crutches, but Kenny McLean had to adopt the same precautionary gear after a hard but fair tackle. The poor devil couldn’t even place his medal around his neck – I think it was Grant Hanley or possibly Alex Tettey who did the honours. Tired wasn’t really in it and that’s before the lads get back to Norwich and the proper celebration begins. These guys deserve a proper rest and here’s hoping most of them will get just that.
The sight of Hanley and Tettey lifting the trophy, one holding each handle. was joyous. As was the gesture of whoever at the club thought of presenting every non-English player with their own national flags. All obviously appreciated the gesture and the look on the faces of Dimitris Giannoulis and Onel Hernandez, in particular, were exquisite as they adopted theirs.
Tettey received a Ghanaian rather than a Norwegian emblem, although there was one of those for Orjan Nyland, who didn’t actually play a single minute for City this season. The measure of the man? He gave his medal to Teemu Pukki. Don’t worry – all of the lads not in the matchday squad today will be getting one very soon. Something to do with social distancing and all that.
I might have read the body language wrong but it seemed like Emi Buendia [he of the towering header] had a bit of a strop about something and nothing, but he quickly cheered up and joined in the fun by sitting in the junior row for photos with his colleagues.
And listening to Chris Goreham and the brilliant Ben Gibson on the iFollow commentary was pretty goddam close to watching the game at home with a couple of your mates. Absolutely wonderful.
Of course, there was also a football match to enjoy, and I enjoyed it very much. Andrew Omobamidele plays with 44 on his back but this was reduced to a single 4 after Carlton Morris had tugged the other one from him. How that wasn’t a foul I will never know but at this stage of the season, I couldn’t really care less although one of the officials should surely have spotted it and ruled out the goal.
It ended as it began, did this memorable campaign. Adam Idah scored the first goal of our season at Huddersfield and also the last as we deservedly pegged Barnsley back to 2-2. If only I had placed a small wager on that happening back in October!
Like well-satiated vultures, we can collectively enjoy the play-offs. It would seem that a Barnsley-Brentford final is a possibility and if that came to pass I really wouldn’t mind who came up with Watford and ourselves.
Or to speak in the plainest of language, anybody but fecking Bournemouth.
A huge thanks to all you MFW readers who have followed us this season. We’ll do our collective best to entertain you during the summer recess, which promises to be an interesting one in terms of arrivals and departures.
So for my last musical choice of what has been a strange but truly wonderful season, don’t expect any syrupy Byron
Ferrari lyrics about cocktail bars, catwalks and sharp suits from me.
This sums our squad up perfectly: