Oh Stuart Webber. What have you done.
Of course, only time will tell, if this cruelest of decisions, bears fruit. And I guess that just proves hindsight can, and cannot, be a wonderful thing. I do hope Webber hasn’t rolled the dice before he too departs.
Mike Walker aside, I’ve been served up an offering of Megson, Rioch, Hamilton, Grant, Roeder, Gunn, Hughton and Neil. The odd interspersing of Lambert, Worthy and Adams aside, the football has truly been dull to watch. I wouldn’t wish that on any future Norwich fan.
Yet along came Farke. I can so distinctly remember watching the football in our first championship-winning side and just being absolutely elated and truly mesmerized that a Norwich City football side could play such beautiful, attractive football, obtaining result after result along the way.
I can only liken it to watching Barcelona under Pep. Yet here we were, plucky little Norwich; winning games in the most wonderful way. Far removed from the bookies running for the title, yet playing the most beautiful inspiring football I’ve ever seen us play.
Match after match after match, we did it. And did it in style. I can list so many matches that have made me more unbelievably happy than in any other time supporting Norwich:
Ipswich and the ‘wink’.
Man City 3-2
But my absolute favourite; Forest 3-3. Watching at my in-laws and my son was a little over one. Three down at halftime, a long-ranger from Vrancic, a tactical switch to two at the back and roaring forward!
Oh, we believed.
We didn’t lump it forward. We didn’t play the Hail Mary. We got it down and passed, and passed and passed some more. And when that third goal went in I was on my knees in the front room!
Sheff Weds at Carrow Road. My first time at Carrow Road since Lambert’s debut and Vrancic smashes in an equaliser in the 97th minute. Right in front of me. We erupted. What precious memories.
I think Farke lost some support in the dressing room once Vrancic, and Stiepermann departed. I can tell you from experience, a coach needs allies in the dressing room.
I don’t know where this next chapter of supporting Norwich will take us. I’m angry at Webber for making the change. And if it’s a ‘good football man’ who takes over, I shall find something else to occupy my Saturdays this season.
But one thing is for certain, Farke has given us one hell of a ride. A ride that has been ended far too swiftly.
Daniel. Thank you for the memories. Undoubtedly my fondest ever as a Norwich fan.