It's not every day you win a game when you haven't managed an effort on target, but that's exactly what Norwich did last Friday when they beat title hopefuls Brighton 2-0 at Carrow Road.
To be honest I thought that statistic was a bit harsh on the lads as I thought they were excellent on the night, even if Brighton were a bit lacklustre and looked as if they'd enjoyed one too many parties celebrating promotion to the Premier League the weekend before.
Alex Pritchard stole the show – he was quite simply outstanding on the night and looked as if he had something to prove to a team he'd turned down last summer to join the Canaries. He took dog's abuse from the travelling Brighton fans, but his performance on the night showed Brighton that, even though they've won promotion they've missed out on signing one hell of a player.
Both his strikes for goal were excellently hit and deserved to find the back of the net without twice bouncing off the woodwork and hitting the unlucky David Stockdale for him to be credited with two own goals – something I've never seen before.
I think next year could be a big one for Pritchard and when you've such a talented player at your club then I think you need to build a team around him.
Brighton should still win the league and three points against Bristol City tomorrow afternoon at the Amex Stadium will make them champions – and they will most definitely be in better mental and physical condition than they were last Friday night.
I remember when we won promotion to the Premiership back in 2004 we had one or two celebrations, but the main one was after we eventually won the old Division One title despite losing at the Stadium Of Light. If my memory serves me correctly, we'd secured promotion by the time we went to Vicarage Road at the end of April, but had to wait just over a week to be crowned champions and have the party of all parties.
We lost to Sunderland on Tuesday, May 4 but we were put out of our misery when West Brom, the only team that could catch us, lost away at Stoke, which meant going up to the Premiership as champions. It was something that we all wanted so badly, hence we hadn't really gone mad with our celebrations until we knew the final score from the Britannia Stadium.
Next day, my phone rang – Phil Mulryne on the other end telling me to get round to Jimmy Brennan's apartment at Whitlingham Hall ASAP, as all the lads were going round to celebrate together.
I didn't need telling twice and was sat in the back of a taxi heading to Jimmy B's wearing a pair of shorts, T-shirt and flip-flops with two cases of Budweiser (it was my choice of drink back then). I was one of the first there but it didn't take the rest of the boys too long to join us. It was just us in the big communal conservatory at Whitlingham Hall and boy did we have a good night and the drinks flowed.
I got in after 5am and, as you'd expect, I was very much the worse for wear and really wasn't looking forward to training that morning.
I got a taxi to Colney and I was pleased to see all the other lads were suffering like I was and a session of keep ball was the last thing we wanted.
At 10am, Nigel Worthington walked into our changing room, took one look at us all and said how proud he was of all of us for what we'd achieved as a squad. He congratulated us on winning the league and then he sent us home as he knew we were in no fit state to train.
Little did we know that Nigel and his staff had enjoyed a few drinks the night before and were feeling as fragile as we were.
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