Cod Almighty | Article

by Various

1 July 2004

Stacy Coldicott is like my mashed potato. A little lumpen, but he does the job. Out for most of last season with a knackered body, the estranged husband of an ex-Big Brother contestant is now one of the few players at Blundell Park who has been there more than five minutes, signing for Alan Buckley way back in the LAST CENTURY!

Stace may well be crucial this season. Slade has hinted that he thinks certain players have become too comfy at Blundell Park, and this might include Coldicott, but it was no accident that, when he did play, Town performed better. Indeed, we may not have been in the shite we were in if Coldicott's innards weren't made of jelly.

It's good to see that Stacy has finally shaken off the scapegoat tag; possibly because he's a hell of a lot better than all the other dross that've turned out for Town over the last 18 months, and his experience and cucumber-cool head may well be needed when mixing with the lowest league toughs this season.

One hopes, now that his long term lover Alan Pouton, has gone, that Stace will get forward a bit more. He's still a relative nipper, as far as footy goes, so her can't blame he dodgy knees, now can he? However, as the last two seasons have shown us, he may well be needed just as much in front of the back four. Or three. Or however many we're playing back there this year.

Personally, I'd like to see him grow back his hair so that he doesn't look like the mad little bouncer that stands out the Ritz in Nottingham growling at men in pastel coloured shirts and school trousers. But I'll settle for him having a blinder of a season, I guess.