Blog Norwich

Went to the football the other day to see Norwich City get beaten like a souffle by Blackpool. Woeful as it was, it was just one game at the end of some kind of unbeatren run where we lost. But that’s not good enough for Norwich City fans. They don’t just shrug your shoulders and say “Oh well, never mind, there’s always next week/match/sky tv 11 o’clock kickoff”. No, they boo at the end of a match which sees their team maintain a mid-table respectability after the worst start to a season since the tortoise was lagging behind the hare. Many lashings of “Aah Cureton geddorf you’re craap” and “We int got noo midfield ha we? Thas terrible! Was Rooder doin?” and “Pass ut, pass ut PASS UT! Aaaah, get rid of im!” there were. Not not even the sound of the occasional one hand clapping could lift their mood.

It’s just the apathetic grumbly way that City fans attend matches at Carrow Road. Miserable sods. Mind you, I’ve just been told you can get Bonzo Bear with an Easter Egg from the Canary store, so that should cheer them up then.