One More Sleep

So the new season is virtually here. Forget Christmas -this is the most wonderful time of the year if you like your football.

It always reminds me a little of those old black and white films from when man was trying to take to the skies before the Wright brothers came along and ruined it.

A football squad is like one of those amazingly intricate wooden contraptions that were built in the early part of the 20th century. A good few months in creation and we are about to find out whether the maiden flight will be successful.

Sadly, the last few Norwich City prototypes have hardly left terra firma before crashing down to earth and breaking into several pieces. Like those early would-be aviators your football supporter is back every August maintaining the belief that this brand new design will work. We're about to find out.

Confidence seems high around the club. As an interviewer you get used to the take-each-game-as-it-comes bland media trained response but every player I have spoken to on tape over the past few days has nailed their colours to the mast. We have what it takes, we are good enough and we should be promoted. A refreshing message.

League One has its mysteries. The truth is we are playing teams we barely know how to spell. I have seen Wickham Wanderers mentioned and somebody who should know better (but will remain nameless) recently texted me about a trip to Yoevill. Spelling wasn't a problem when it was Liverpool, Arsenal and Manchester United - but we have moved on. We might just learn a lot over the next few months and even improve our grasp of the English language.