So many of them look as if they are simply diaries, which I guess is the purpose of blogging, but the subject is often kids or pets ! Not knocking it but a little bit 'look at me and what I got'. Hopefully this blog is entirely different to that and at some time, somebody will look at Sing Up The River End ! and decide it is a reasonable tribute to Norwich City Football Club.
One thing I have had to do is research for posts, as I can't possibly rely on memory alone and some items are in any case, before my time. One thing this research has brought me is the confirmation that whatever happens on any one particular day, match or season, following the Canaries, or of course any other side, goes around in cycles. I have had to look at a number of old League tables, which has stirred happy memories, but has also awoken some bad ones. But when I think of some recent bad times, such as the debacle of last season, I do find comfort in the history books. NCFC have bounced back before, more than once.
The darkest moment ever for me was the relegation of 1980/1981, losing at home to Leicester City 3-2 on the final day of the season and ending a six year stay in the top flight. At the time I did not think we would ever return, we would be remembered as a club who flirted with the big time in the seventies for a few years then sunk back to obscurity.That day hurt. It hurt a lot. But we did return, very quickly in fact.
Unless you were around at the time it will mean little. Quite rightly, for young people, now is what matters. But as they get older they too will find nothing in football actually matters much. Not in the rich tapestry of life. Sure, you have proud days. Sure, you have nightmare days.
It was Boris Becker who said, after losing in the second round at Wimbledon in 1987 ''I lost a game of tennis, nobody died". Perspective with life as a whole. Once you get that you can enjoy most of the outcomes most of the times. And a little bit of historical reflection, when it comes to Norwich City, will also go a long way.
