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PinkUn (am)

Norwich City are 90 minutes away from a rare defensive achievement. If the Canaries can keep a clean sheet at the Britannia Stadium it will be their best defensive run in the league for two and a half years.

PinkUn (pm)

The Canaries suffered the biggest defeat of the season with a 5-0 hammering by Stoke at the Britannia Stadium this afternoon.

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Local sports journalism is sometimes so bad it's good;

Tuesday October 24th:

Norwich City winger Lee Croft believes the Canaries can go a long way in this year's Carling Cup starting with victory over Port Vale. The former Manchester City star says that with the quality at Carrow Road, a favourable cup draw and new boss Peter Grant's intent on winning the trophy, there's no reason why City cannot upset the odds and go deep into this year's competition.

Wednesday October 25th:

Norwich crashed out of the Carling Cup on penalties after being outplayed by Port Vale for much of the game.

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Louis Seecharan, born Thursday 19th October at St Mary's in Manchester. More pictures...

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Who says nothing good ever came out of Stockport? Spike commands the station approach. It's a sign.

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Here we are waiting for a delivery that's been anticipated for 9 months, when something else arrived this morning that was a complete surprise. I won a competition. Yes, me! The Stockport Times' Spike Lee competition, to be precise.

It spotted it when I was waiting to pick up a Chinese last Saturday and flicking through the local rag on the counter. The massively difficult entry question was "How many films are there in the 5 DVD Spike Lee box set?"  The question kinda suggests the audience demographic here in SK2 so I figured 'Why not?'; hardly likely to be overwhelmed by entries.

The full breakdown of the booty in the Spike Lee Joint Collection is as follows; I'm most pleased to get hold of Crooklyn, which I've wanted for years in European format. What a result! Now where's that lottery ticket?

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Goodbye, Worthy, we'll always have Cardiff;

Nigel Worthington was today sacked as Norwich City manager. Worthington's contract was terminated with immediate effect after a 4-1 Coca-Cola Championship home defeat by Burnley.

The final nails were hammered into the coffin as I sat in an empty pub in Knutsford with an idiot barmaid and a pint of warm lager. Truly bad shit.

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Last night we were at the Carabosse Fire Garden, a fire art installation in Manchester's Platt Fields. It was spectacular - the whole place was decked out with flaming sculpture and contraptions of all kinds, from smoking chandeliers in the trees to monstrous antique flamethrowers operated by wild-looking gypsy types.

Battered-looking radios hanging from trees piped ambient music in the background, filling the surrounding bushes with soft voices musing away in Russian and French.

And as if the setting wasn't dramatic enough already, Jo thought she had started going into labour just after we arrived. Turned out that it was a false start, but as a passing rain shower came down, hissing and spitting as it hit the flaming torches and the crowd ran for cover, I thought, "What a great night to arrive in the world"...

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