Out with the old - and we're loving the new
The Man In The Stands It seems a bit stupid trying to compare this season to last.They're worlds apart, and that doesn't even begin to cover it.But there is one thing sticking in The Man's head.
The Man In The Stands
It seems a bit stupid trying to compare this season to last.
They're worlds apart, and that doesn't even begin to cover it.
But there is one thing sticking in The Man's head.
It doesn't matter which league, which division, which season, there is one clear reason why we are in far better shape - we don't have one song anymore.
Funny that last year no one bothered to come up for a witty refrain with the words 'David Mooney'.
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- 2 'They've handled this badly but I'm glad Teemu won' - fans react to Pukki POTS award
- 3 Norwich City transfer rumours: Canaries interested in West Brom's Kipre
- 4 Canaries on the right track with Dean Smith, insists Zimmermann
- 5 'Why are the disillusioned leaving their calling card by way of an empty seat?'
- 6 Fears Spurs fans may infiltrate home end at Norwich City match
- 7 Ian Clarke: Time for City to end miserable season with a big scalp
- 8 Teemu Pukki named as Norwich City Player of the Season
- 9 Chris Sutton: Pukki is a Norwich legend... Now they must keep him
- 10 PODCAST: A City point to discuss as attentions turn to next season
Or the Barclay found little joy in singing 'Chris Killen in the name of'.
And 'My Koroma' never rang out of the Snakepit.
Why would they? They meant nothing to us.
And this year… OK, so we've got on their backs a bit at times. It's natural, we always do.
But it's only because we care.
After all, we now give them their own songs - be it Holty, McNamee or whoever - loving prepared at work between games.
We even bring out old ones reserved for past City masters, and christen them to Korey Smith and Super Chrissy Martin.
Winning helps, but no matter where we'd have been sitting this month it's clear we've got our team back.
After being a marriage on the rocks, it's tuned into one big love in with our own group of City heroes - and that will be the best part of the celebrations at the end of the season.
t So Michael Flapalotklitos is back in his element - Australia.
The Man never doubted Greece's number one was a decent bloke, just a shame his job was to stop the round thing going in the net rather than getting the pizzas in.
Clearly Mr T was so bad he was good. Without him and his attempts at being a goalkeeper, we wouldn't be where we are now.
For that, every penny of his payoff was worth it.
Brisbane Roar awaits - at least the Aussie made his mark over here. The Man will never forget him, that's for sure.
t The Man wonders what the Season Ticket Two are up to at the moment.
Just like Theo, the encroaching duo played their part.
You can't condone people running on the pitch - even in a comically threatening way.
Are ST2 still banned? Have they missed our glorious charge to the doldrums title?
If so, The Man thinks they've served their time and if they're allowed back for Carlisle in seven weeks' time, maybe the rest of us can join them in a celebratory reconstruction.
t No sooner are we cutting the mustard than we're getting rid of it.
Next season, and for one game of this, we'll be in tru (sic) yellow, whatever that is.
Which means the new shirt will be fitting in one sense at least.
You hear that, you Man Ure scarve-waving wannabees?