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Diary - Tuesday 17 February 2009

17 February 2009

If Monday morning felt so bad, this mundane Tuesday will you feel better? As the only Diary in the village it is left to the Deviant Diary to shout it loud and say it proud: "I'm glad to be grey." Now, let's have some fun with the City doo-di-doo-di-doo-di-doo.

Remember the day before today? The Lincoln game is now at 3pm, they said. "Are you sure?" said the occasionally tendentious and sensationalist Lincolnshire Echo-o-o-o. "Absolutely," said the always tendentious and sensationalist Grimsby Telegraph. Town's cunning plan has been revealed: if we tell 'em it starts at three they'll turn up late and we can claim the points. And they have to pay our match fee to the referee too. Points and pounds saved! To fit this story into a Dave Boylen-sized nugget of news: Humberside Police may not have agreed to the re-re-arranged kick off, so where there was once doubt, there is now fromage frais. One-two-three... wahey!

I didn't know what time it was, the lights were low, so I leaned back on my radio. Some cat was layin' down some rock 'n' roll. He said Town's fans forum is on Radio Humberside next Friday, probably. Does it start at 7:30pm or 3pm?

The youthers are playing some kind of youth cup against Hartlepool's youth today, so if youth are in the land of the poisoned shipyards you have something to do.

In a strange outbreak of Thesaurus Top Trumps the GT gets over-excited by Ryan Bennett's extensions and uses a posh word with loads of syllabubs. Plethora! And the smashing all-singing SNOS sees the GT's plethora and raises it with a bespoke when puffing some kind of spurious fan interaction about next season's kit. Black and white stripes with black shorts, that'll do.

And in a coda to yesterday's coda, no-one can decide whether Russell Slade was sacked or simply left with mutual contempt. Who reads yesterday's codas?