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Diary - Thursday 14 April 2005

14 April 2005

Is it me or is it cold?

The unofficial GTFC Speed Challenge declared a winner yesterday as the Mariners' least favourite boyracer, Ashley Sestanovich, finally turned up in court. "I didn't really think I was actually going that fast but, if there is evidence to show I was, that's fair enough," reasons Stan. Sadly he wasn't going that fast though, falling just short of Team Fenty's 93 miles per hour clocked up earlier this season. However, like his previous paymaster ("The imposition to myself and my family will be extremely impractical," you might remember Condorman John Fenty saying), Stan was at pains to explain what an inconvenience the law can be. "I can't afford to keep coming so far. I have got a career and a job. It's hindering that by trying to get days off." And if ever you wanted yet more proof that your less-than-average footballers are just kids in a man's body (or in Stan's case, a giant's body), there you have it.

An interesting aside, Stan also reckons that he's still under contract at Sheffield United until the end of the season. Where that fits into the supposed (deep breath) cancelling of his contract by Sheffield United so Town weren't bound to pay his wages for the rest of the season-long loan, therefore meaning he could move onto Chester, is anybody's guess. Ah well. At least all this has put an ace Boyracer medley on my mental jukebox - "I Am Looking For Somewhere Else", followed by "You've Squandered Yr Talents".

Another Boyracer tune springs to mind - namely "They're Making Money Off Of You" - with the news that anyone planning to buy tickets for next year's World Cup without using an Official-World-Cup-2006-sponsor-Mastercard will have to pay a surcharge. The Football Supporters Federation has been approached by consumer group Which? to gauge fans opinions on this. Bit of a no brainer, but vote at the FSF website anyway. Some people just don't have common sense and need empirical evidence, usually displayed in an Excel spreadsheet and presented on in PowerPoint.

When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I'm feeling sad, I simply remember my favourite things, and then I don't feel so bad. Those were words sung by Julie Andrews in The Sound Of Music. And yesterday you might remember I suggested that the new Razorlight tune isn't something I want to remember when I'm feeling bad. "The new Razorlight song is fucking brilliant!" opines 'wycombemariner'. Well, each to their own, old bean. One man's Clive Mendonca is another man's Steve Livingstone, and all that. But 'wycombe' agrees with us a bit on this 'Radebe-gate' lark. "And, yes, if the club had announced all the stuff about Leeds fans donating cash, and arranging a friendly then they would have looked brilliant. Yet they didn't. Yet again they look stupid, when all they seem to need is someone wih a bit of common sense. And yet we leave these clowns in charge of our beloved club, it beggars belief!" Easy, there, fella. You sound a bit worked up. Take a deep breath and then let it all out. I don't know, think of Mariah Carey or something.

Final words on this Leeds matter (hopefully not just for today, but forever) go to Dan Humphrey: "Are we now becoming a Leeds feeder club then? About five years after they have shed all their decent players! Its fascinating how Leeds fans based in Grimsby want to build links to their local club. Maybe they can sit in the Grimsby end when the two clubs meet in division 3 (old money) season after next!" Maybe, Dan, they'll sit in the Grimsby end well before then if, er, Fiduciary Fenty has he way with them at this do. And what if they attend Town games already? Who knows? Who cares? It's heartening to see fans of another club give a toss about the club local to their place of residence. And is anyone a bit bored of of it all now? Let us know.

That's it from me for today and this week, so until next time so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye. Aren't Boyracer from Leeds?