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Diary - Friday 22 October 2004

22 October 2004

Good afternoon. Unspecial Diary here, staying away from the boozer just for you.

Russell Slade has brought in another loan signing, this time 17 stone, mulletted golfer John Daly. No doubt that'll be to bring in some experience when it comes to pitching balls from the bunker and onto the green for the dwarfish Andy Parkinson to run onto. Oh, no, hang on. This Jon Daly is from Stockport (Town's second capture from the club this season), is young, Irish, has a reputation for being quite lively, and - don't take this as a barometer of his ability - scored the opener for the Hatters in Town's 2-1 defeat at Edgeley Park last April. You know the game - the one where Graham Hockless did his one decent thing for six months with that rasping shot that gave all the Town fans in attendance such false hope both for future of the club and his good self, the selfish cock tease. Word on the street is that Daly's spending some time at Blundell Park to rediscover his sharpness after injury. Hopefully that'll be the same sharpness that our very own Flash took minutes to rediscover when pulling on a Halifax shirt. This all begs the question: what links Slade to Stockport?

The Grimsby Telegraph has the old abacus out and has logically deduced that injuries - as reported in your soaraway Diary yesterday - to Jason Crowe and John McDermott might see Town be forced to revert to a 4-4-2 formation for tomorrow's game. Talking of our beloved local rag Trevor Green just couldn't resist getting some rough and ready overtones into this piece, especially the title, about Ronnie Bull. If you can't be arsed it is titled "BULL SPOILING FOR A FIGHT WITH THE LEAGUE BIG BOYS". Oo-er.

Elsewhere the shame of dropping points to the mighty Mariners sees Jimmy Quinn picking up his P45 from the offices of Shrewsbury Town FC this morning. That seems to be the underlying message in acely-named Shrews chairman Roland Wycherley's (sounds like a Harry Potter character) statement that his club have moved to dismiss Quinn after picking up only two wins in 14 league games. One could argue that Town actually dropped two points on Tuesday to the bottom of the table side, but let's not split hairs.

The Diary's email address is now working. And it seems that the Christian Boulter, who must have gone to bed and woken up two weeks later, points out that Town are seventh in some pathetic list of crap grounds in the Observer. Cheers for that Christian. Our very own Pete takes a break from bemoaning Town's apparent addiction to diving and cheating, to vent his spleen about the whole issue. There was also a piece in last weekend's programme as well, you know, but no-one ever set a time limit on topicality did they, Christian?

Anyway, if you're one of those people who lives in Grimsby and claims to like football but doesn't support your local club, then clearly - once you've worked out why you've read this far - this news in the GT is just for you. Ciao.