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Diary - Monday 21 May 2007

21 May 2007

It's midday and rain's interrupted play at Lord's, an opportune moment to take in the latest Town news with me, Headingley Diary, still trying to wake up after the tedious first FA Cup at the NEW! Wembley.

So Eeyore was right on Friday then: Ciaran Toner turned out to be the 'fifth summer signing'. Shame the club's OS again reduced itself to bigging up what was merely keeping on a member of staff, with Toner simply signing the deal he shook on with the Talented Mr Alan several weeks ago. "Rubber-stamped" says the Telegraph, reminding me of the time Margaret Atwood said she was going to get a rubber stamp of her signature made to save her doing "all those autographs". Now for Toner to stamp his authority on games next season, ho ho.

There will also be a few more familiar faces returning to Blundell Park next season, as 300 fans (or, in modern day currency: £57,000) have already renewed their season tickets, before the prices go up on 9 June. That's 9 June not 9 July as some parts of the season ticket renewal pack stated. Go on. You know you want to...

Ever fancied fancied visiting Morecambe but never had the perfect excuse? You have now, as Morecambe's victory over Exeter in a cracking Conference play-off final confirmed another seaside town added to next season's fourth division roster. Play-offs, play-offs . That reminds me: check out Bald Russ's bad boys, thumping Forest with some mashing footie on Friday night, to set up a final against Blackpool. Good luck at Wembley, Russ, and the other ex-Mariners you keep in tow. What about the Tangerine? What about them?

Guest Diary is always lurking in the shadows - like our very own Deep Throat or Mr Saxon but notso sinister - and has sent on this mentioning of Grimmo on the Independent's site: "As the Liverpool invasion of Greece begins in earnest...the Crouch family will be no different. 'They would come to watch me anywhere,' he says. 'Athens makes a nice change - my Mum says she has never been so cold in all her life as the away end at Grimsby.'" Hats off to Crouch's mum for making the journey to Blundell Park in the first place and declaring the Osmind the coldest place in the world ever, but it wasn't likely to have been any warmer in any of the other three stands that day. Unless the Osmond end is a giant fridge disguised as a football stand. Which isn't very likely, in all probability. Is it?

That's all for today. T'ra!