Crouching
Canaries 2 Hidden Clarets
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Outloaned
The statistics said...
We
lost 2-0 away at Norwich, bringing our run of
wins to an abrupt end.
Norwich's
first goal came in the 58th minute. A mix-up
on the edge of the area saw the ball presented
to Crouch, who calmly slotted home leaving the
Beast with no chance. Although Burnley battled
gamely, Norwich made certain of the points in the
90th minute, Iwan Roberts scoring from a left-wing
cross.
Our survey said...
:
I thought it was a very average game between two
very average sides. We gave them the opportunity
to win the match. The chance for us to win came
when Facey was put in by Blake, but Facey missed
the chance, and doesn't look up to First Division
football.
Indeed, if Facey is First Division standard, I am
Thomas the Tank Engine.
Firmo:
I thought we were crap today.
Lee
W:
In the first half, we held our own and I was quite
optimistic. But in the second half, we fell away and
let a mediocre Norwich side take control.
John:
No complaints at all about the result. They attacked
us more than we attacked them - in fact, we never
looked like scoring.
Pauline:
I agree with John - no complaints. We simply didn't
perform today. Norwich were better than us, end
of story. Unfortunately, I don't think we'll
be retaining the services of Facey.
Nine
of us went on hospitality today. The food was fantastic
- hats off to Delia. Unfortunately, the game was
crap, and watching from inside an airless box made
it even worse. It was so well soundproofed that
we couldn't hear the referee's whistle. (And why
was he wearing a shirt that - from a distance at
least - clashed with Burnley's strip?)
Judging
from the other groups in our box, most people
on hospitality aren't in the least interested
in the football, so they probably weren't bothered
by these minor details. The atmosphere
where we were was morgue-like, although one comatose
old fossil did waken briefly to chastise Dermot
for
having "nothing good to say". It's the sort of
place where people are more interested in monitoring
other people's conversations than in watching
the
game.
Razor
blew our cover after six minutes with a "come on,
Toddy!", and Firmo had a bit of a rant at the end
when trying to find his bag inside an unlit cupboard.
But we didn't get thrown out, so all things considered
I see it as a victory. Shame the Clarets on the
pitch couldn't match our achievement.
Firmo:
"Hello,
is that the Giant Pet Store? I'm looking for a
seven-foot labrador."
Nic:
It was a surreal experience, watching from the posh
seats, but not one I particularly enjoyed. I couldn't
hear a fucking thing.
Razor:
A very, very poor game. Neither side created any chances
of note, but I have to say (and I mean this most
sincerely) that cauliflower is a far superior vegetable
to that imposter of vegetables, broccoli.
Firmo:
"Hello,
is that the Giant Pet Store? I'm looking for
a fifteen-stone budgerigar."
Sean:
At the start, we looked promising, but we gave them
too much ground, and eventually made them look
far better than they actually were.
Captain
Branch was nowhere near active enough, and the
only mitigating factor that I could call upon was
that we were missing our support. I think that
Norwich should have been made to carry out the
redevelopment in the close season, to give away
supporters a fair chance of supporting their teams.
This might have made a difference today.
I
think another factor is the fact that for cost
reasons, our players are not given the chance to
stay overnight and
be rested for
the match. The players didn't look fresh - they
looked as if they had just come off a two-hundred
mile coach journey in searing weather.
Firmo:
"Hello,
is that the Giant Pet Store? Exactly how long
are your hamsters?"
Pics
of the day
Once
again, a bumper edition!
And
once, a very long time ago, Facey had a shot
that was only this far
away... Nicola explains it all
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What
a simply fantastic away end - at full price!
And a steward each, so that when
you stand up to go to the loo you can be
told to sit down or you'll be thrown out!
How lucky those away supporters are.
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In
the home end, you can all stand up -
no problem. The stewards won't
mind at all. They'll just gaze benignly
at you.
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"Hello,
is that the Giant Pet Store? I'm looking
for a cross between a human male and a
giraffe..."
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"...actually,
don't worry. I've just found one at Carrow
Road."
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Strangely,
Firmo's attempts to pass himself off as Lance
Armstrong
were unsuccessful.
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Poll
of the day
Last
season, this became a bit of a tradition
- the chance to debate a burning issue with one's
fellow Clarets. Today,
our Chairman reminded us of it,
and
posed
the following question:
Which
vegetable do you prefer: cauliflower or broccoli?
After
some serious thought, 12 voters
decided on cauliflower. The winner,
though, was
broccoli, with a fantastic
25 votes. There must be a message
in this, though we're not sure what.
By
the way, we'd like to thank all the Norwich supporters
in the Coach & Horses after the game. Not only
did they participate enthusiastically in our poll,
but their singing was absolutely superb. Big hats
off!
Quote
of the day
2.48pm: Becko: "No! No more wine! I can't drink any more!".
2:50pm: Becko observed... drinking
wine.
As with all articles on the site, the views expressed in the vox pop section are those of the individual contributors, and do not necessarily reflect the view of the Burnley FC London Supporters Club.
