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Saturday 23 August 2025

Division 4

Accrington Stanley 1 Walton (65)

Grimsby Town 1 Kabia (26)

Attendance: 2,647 (1,146 away fans)

It wasn't really a game for garlands and laurels to be strewn at striped feet. Pym was perfectly fine, Turi purred but disappeared into the second half gloop, and so for just being decidedly decent and without those scatterball moments, it’s Tyrell Warren.

Indeed, sirs and sirettes, I am as surprised as you. Credit where it's due.

If a man wears a frown in Accrington town is he tired of life? Statman Dave stared into the dark mirror of Matt Dean's soul and considered what it is to be content with a point away at the Stanleymen:

"Lots of reasons to be satisfied as opposed to being happy. I’m happy enough rather than being ecstatic."

Injuries?

"There's lots of big words and stuff…They kept whacking us…They got away with murder…When you're perceived to be the better team by the opposition that's what you're gonna get."

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For Honest John opportunity knocks and he means it most sincerely folks:

"I thought it was a good game of football to be honest but to be honest I thought we should have been two up after 14 minutes."

You can take down my old violin and play it all you please John Dooley:

"We 'ad our moments…we 'ad momentum."

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We're tired and weary, feeling small.

It is an irrefutable fact that if opponents try to play football they will be made to look like fools. It is also an irrefutable fact that if opponents sabotage our supply line and bombard on our front line this Town malfunctions. And we're running out of players.

Warren was perfectly decent as a Tharmian stand-in, Turi and McEachran had their moments, whilst the flanks were at best ephemeral. Offensively sluggish and slight, at least the case for the re-jiggled defence is strong. Everything was a little disjointed, clunky, like a pre-season experiment in time and space.

A bump in the road, a problem to be solved. This game was simply a variant on Newport, Walsall and Harrogate. Still, Town failed to lose again. Nice.

The Stan plan was to kick into the stands, ball or man, they didn't mind which.

Another bottom feeder that had studied the blueprint and then put some ugly knobs on it. Bruising brawlers barging and charging, pushing the limits as they pushed Town around. Bauress was particularly fortunate to have such a friendly pastel peeper walking this valley of dearth.

They kicked, they rushed and the match was a right old mush.

A beefier and more basic Harrogate, the Lancashire cloggers are built for nothing but survival. You can't blame them for cutting their cloth realistically. And survive they may as they do have attitude and will go with that simple plan and simple structure.

A dodgy sound system led to a bad gig in a back garden. Just drum solos and a small selection of old hits in this warm up for Wednesday.

Mr R Martin

Mistakes, he made a few and yet again with these pastel poltroons, too many to mention.

Like a naïve new teacher he didn't read the room, being overly indulgent to the jogging clog dancers who took advantage of his meek and mild manner. Ross the Boss set the conditions for Accrington to thrive and had two assists in their equaliser: 4.987.

Write out a thousand times "Must Do Better" or else you'll get detention.

Roofless, not ruthless.

In a word: profligate