And finally, a word on Dickson Etuhu. Or maybe a word on each of the three different Dicksons that I saw playing for Norwich over the last couple of years. The first Dickson I saw was Quality Dickson. He had pace and power. He scored goals and tackled. He got up and down the pitch. He turned up for one game in five though, but when he did, he bullied the Chelsea midfield or he scored a Berkamp-esque goal, curling one in from miles out against Cardiff, and really looked the part.
The second Dickson I saw was Dreadful Dickson. He ambled around. He was never there, and he always seemed distracted. He turned up for the games that Quality Dickson did not fancy. Dreadful Dickson stood five yards off David Jones as he equalised for Derby at Carrow Road last season. Dreadful Dickson walked off to sarcastic applause at Luton, and clapped back - thinking we were pleased with his work that evening.
The last Dickson I saw was End-of-Season Dickson. We first caught a glimpse of End-of- Season Dickson in a Preston shirt as he stormed through Iwan's last match at Carrow Road, and as if by magic, he appeared towards the end of last year's campaign. A scout in the stand, a buy-out clause, clubs sniffing around, agents talking to him and the new mega Sky deal just around the corner are just a few of the reasons for the appearance of End-of- Season Dickson at Norwich.
Did Peter Grant get him playing, or was it that huge “Prem Sale” poster? With all due respect to our manager's motivational abilities, my vote goes to that sign in the shop window. Look on the bright side. We got £1.5 million for a player who turned up when he felt like it. End-of-Season Dickson would have soon turned back into Dreadful Dickson, seeing his mates raking in fifteen grand a week and sulking that he had not got his dream move to the Prem.
We are much better off without him.
Posted By: KentonCanary, Oct 10, 11:34:30
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