There's one thing about being parked up the far end of the A11; that if anyone turns up in the Norwich City directors box, then you know that they are there for a reason.
Carrow Road is not one of those grounds where you check your watch at 12 o'clock and say to the Mrs: 'You know what, darling, I just fancy taking in a game today, think I'll go and watch Norwich-Blackpool….'
Not if you're Jimmy Floyd-Hasselbaink.
Who, by …