It’s 5.15pm on Saturday afternoon and I’ve just seen the Norwich City result.
A one-all draw against Bristol Rovers. Pretty poor. I’ve also had a quick look at Twitter/X.
Lots of moaning and groaning. Lots of ‘Wagner Out’. Pretty standard.
I love Paddy Davitt’s snap verdict and tonight’s full-time report is an absolute classic. In that deadpan Jack Dee style:
“We do it all again in Bristol. Cannot wait. (Pause. He’s struggling to know quite what to say.) Insipid. (Ouch)”
Paddy sums up:
“Another colourless game to endure rather than enjoy at Carrow Road … Too many of them I’m afraid.”
Don’t ever change Paddy.
I didn’t go to the game, and I didn’t even listen on the radio (sorry lads), so I can’t tell you what happened, but I can guess from what Paddy has told me. To be honest, I don’t care about the result, but it’s worse than that, I don’t care about any of it.
I’m so apathetic about Norwich City in particular and football in general, I’m slightly ashamed.
I’m indifferent and I loathe indifference.
I suppose it really started to go wrong for me last season. Our two season tickets were in the South Stand. Good seats, just over the halfway line towards the Barclay. The football was pretty ropey, not very entertaining most of the time, and I started thinking about what else I could do with my time and money.
By the end of the season, I made a decision not to renew. My son Harry was pissed off with me, but I just couldn’t face it anymore.
At the start of this season, we went to a few games on an ad hoc basis (old habits die hard) and sat in the main stand and the River End. There were a few bright spots. Jonathan Rowe stood out. But it was obvious that the squad probably wasn’t good enough for promotion and a few injuries would upset the apple cart.
And guess what…?
So back to this weekend.
Let me deal with the Wagner situation very briefly. I’m just about in the ‘Wagner Out’ camp, but I’m not a fan of casually sacking managers. So we could get rid, but who comes next? Who can we afford? Who would want to come?
Mr Wagner appears to be a lovely bloke, but some of his team selections have been deeply eccentric, and what about his tactics? Does anyone know if he has a plan? Does he know what the plan is?
I’ve been uncomfortable with the way the club is run for a while now.
Let’s try and forget Mr Webber, shall we? I wasn’t a fan.
But we do have to talk about Delia.
Here, I plan to tread very carefully. To some fans, Delia remains a hero. Untouchable.
But as my Twitter followers will know, I was very upset by the AGM debacle.
It was PR hell and I just wish Delia and Michael would get some really good advice. There is now a perception by some that she doesn’t think much of the fans. I have no doubt Delia would vigorously deny this, but the 20% thing was a bad mistake and football fans have long memories.
She hasn’t had a public apology for the Portman Road can-throwing incident and is clearly hurt by that but I can’t help thinking an apology to the 20% would be a very good idea indeed.
The fans deserve better, much better.
So I’m apathetic about the Canaries at the moment and I suspect I’m not alone.
Apathy is dangerous. It can spread quickly and get everywhere. I will be back at Carrow Road this season and I hope things improve, I really do, but I’m not hopeful. Some strong leadership and a successful transfer window would help.
So to borrow that most famous of Norwich phrases – “Let’s be ‘avin you” Delia…