Must be the clouds in my eyes

Football and music have been the threads in my life.

This you know.

In football, and as a supporter as a provincial club, there have been more downs than ups, but this means when there is a good season, it feels all the sweeter because of the lows experienced to get there.

Daniel Farke was appointed four and a half years ago, I'm not sure if I even commented on it in these posts. At the time it seemed that the good times had gone forever, as our promotion squad was dismantaled and sold off to keep the club afloat. After he arrived, the sales continued including James Maddison and Alex Pritchard.

It seemed it would be years before we would come close to the Premier League again.

So, on top of two promotions, Farke had to overhaul the entire squad, blood new (mostly unknown) signings and youth team players. The first season promised much, but the final few games ended in loss and we finished below the noisy neighbours.

The next season, three defeats in the first six games seeme to indicate more of the same. But from the beginning of Speptember, City only lost three more games and cruised to the title.

A seaon in the top flight promised much, and started brightly with good wins against Newcastle and Citeh, but the weekend of the Citeh game, most of his defence got injured, and were out for months. Defeat followed defeat, with the only bright spot being a win against Leicester and beating Spurs in the cup.

And then COVID happened.

Three months later when football began again to see out the remainder of the season, Norwich lost all nine games, only scoring a single goal in the process. It was soul-destroying.

We finished bottom.

Could Farke lift the team in the new season?

Yes. Yes he could.

Norwich were less free scoring, but tighter at the back, and the cruise to promotion was even more of a magic carpet ride to the title.

This time, in the Premier League, it would be different.

Over £50 million was spent on players, the old guard was moved on.

And nothing changed.

Even with the win yesterday, we are bottom of the league and five goals scored, 27 conceded.

Fans argue with other fans on social media, it got ugly.

It probably ws the time, but it still feels bad. Like a death in the family.

We will never see days like that again. Season like that.

It has been one heck of a ride, sad it had to end like this. But it had to, sadly.

Still hurts, though.