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Diary - Monday 9 February 2009

9 February 2009

Comrades! Your Idle Diarist would gladly perform any act gratis to work with a naked Marisa Tomei to get my washed-up career back on the tracks, but, sadly, it's never gonna to happen. It's not the lack of talent, more actually being arsed about employment furtherment. Instead, I happily pay to watch Nathan Jarman get his career moving at GTFC. What the lad lacks in breasts he sure makes up with in spunk, fnarr, eh! Eh! Eh? The Jarman has a similar admiring approach to life, and enjoyed watching Marcus Stewart score on Saturday. "He just opened his body up and stuck it-" the little terror was squeamishly revealing before I covered my eyes from the multitude of possibilities that could have followed. Such was the Man of Jar's glee at scoring Town's second, he received his fifth yellow card of the season and will miss the game at Bury through suspension; injury also threatens him appearing at Barnet tomorrow night...

...if the game goes ahead. Barry Moggridge, the groundsman for Barnet and the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch, reckoned yesterday the Underhill pitch was "playable". That was then, this is now: standing water on the pitch from persistent rain and a forecast of sleet showers means there will be a pitch inspection tomorrow morning. A quick call to Barnet reveals that it's more likely to be off than on. Still, at least the new series of Mad Men starts tomorrow night...

With the biting cold, the supposed credit crunch, calls to abolish level crossings, football teams merging with their neighbours, and everybody Twittering, what we need at times like this is a message of hope. And, a bit like Noel Edmunds, I've got one: Richard Hope has been released. Sentencing, Judge Mike took time from sweeping his broom through the changing room to declare: "I really need people who want to play for the club - I'm not convinced that was the case with Richard." Who will be next to be allowed to leave? Let us know your thoughts, sensible, from the grapevine, or for no logical reason, through the usual channel. Adios!