Cod Almighty | Match Stats
Saturday 17 October 2020
Division 4
Leyton Orient 2 Wilkinson (5), Maguire-Drew (74)
Grimsby Town 3 Waterfall (23), Williams (32), Gibson (90, pen)
Attendance: 0 (0 away fans)
Preston was a perpetual motion machine, Windsor a warhorse and Clifton a Duracell bunny, but we all know that a fish does not have hands. Pollock let no man pass by without a slap in the chops.
Just for the lolz Town sent out Paul Whitehouse, as his new character Jasper the Joskin, to be interviewed by a BBC Humberside rookie. Lizzen young fella. Eat your greens from Dr Fenty's cabbage patch and you'll never get croup in old age! Topsoil banter from the boyz!
Later on in the proper press conference the football manager formerly known as Ian Stanley Holloway was chipper at Town's little bit of bloomin' luck but chirpy that his tender plantings are proving hardy for some winter flowering:
"What I was pleased with is it didn't look like we took a punch. We still kept going, we still did things, we got a few lovely switches in. I don't think they thought we'd be playing that way."
Rantin' Ross was speechless and definitely wouldn't make an excuse about "the penalties". Half an hour later the media were allowed home.
Yep, the poor lad was peeved at the perpetual injustices of London life for the underclass. No word on whether he's joining Holly's Union of Soviet Revolutionary Republics:
"As we walked off the pitch there he says you ruined the young man because it's a blatant penalty. It's easy to say it when you've won a game of football, but when you've got that, and the Grimsby players are walking off the pitch laughing and pretty much apologising tell you the truth."
Passing and pouncing, flowing and glowing, the season's gotten going.
The Last Harry Standing was irrepressible and Terry the Taylor ticked over nicely. Sadly Broadway Danny Rose was a little lost in his beard, but Morton was a sub-Bensonian pinger of passes, so that's OK.
Alas Matt Green, he works hard for the team, but his past is but a dream. At least we have the Windsor Castle steaming up river.
Town were all Toblerone triangles and cutey pie angles. Town were a team, and Pollock's hands were the cream.
They ended smaller than when they started. They ended lower in the league than when they started.
Neat and nifty if given time, but easily hustled into a tizzy by Town's tearaways. They didn't create much, but huffed and puffed enough to wear down Town's old shoes. Their forwards were interesting but isolated, their defence flagellated, looking back briefly as our boys were running down the road. Their centre-backs were not Happe together.
Unlucky to lose, but hey, what's luck got to do, got to do with it?
Mr T Neild
What a splendid chap. He scores 9.9. Well, nobody's perfect
Leyton Orient: Vigouroux, Akinola, Turley (McAnuff 67), Happe, Brophy, Cissé, Clay, Wright, Wilkinson (Maguire-Drew 62), Johnson, Sotiriou
Subs not used: Sargeant, Ling, Widdowson, Coulson, Dayton
Booked: Wright, Maguire-Drew, McAnuff, Clay
Town: McKeown, Hendrie, Waterfall, Pollock, Preston, Clifton, Taylor, Rose (Morton h-t), Williams (Gibson 69), Windsor, Green (Edwards 62)
Subs not used: Battersby, Idehen, Starbuck, Tilley
Booked: Clifton