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Diary - Friday 28 October 2005

28 October 2005

Welcome once again, dear readers, to the world of guest diarists, brought to you this week by Quite Shy and Not Quite Sure of Himself Diary. First things first, or maybe not, but I couldn't let the opportunity pass. The Alan Shearer beal-athon has been officially downgraded to a sat-in-the-corner-whimpering-a-thon. The ex-England captain is reported on the official Toon site as saying: "Ah div'n wan ner action terken noo tha gayams owa," after finally coming to his senses and realising that Newcastle actually won the game. Justin Whittle was unavailable for comment - well, he might have been but I'm far too scared to ask him - the official line from GTFC being, basically, that Justin didn't mean it, honest guv. So that's that.

Other newsy-type stuff. Town play Northampton on Saturday - yes, that's Saturday, though Town's preoccupation with trying to make Friday night football night continues after the FA Cup first round tie against Russell Slade's Bristol Rovers, if you believe the News of the World. Russ claims never to have heard of them and that the fact Rovers have put back the naming of their new manager until after the cup tie is purely coincidental. Actually, yet again, I haven't really talked to Russ and have made that bit up, but you can't beat a good conspiracy theory.

Back to Saturday's match then, and it is widely rumoured that Jason Crowe will make an appearance, so those travelling to Sixfields will be in for a brand new experience there then. The big-spending-for-about-the-fourth-season-on-the-trot Cobblers are just below Town in the league but, as with Town and the rest of the top six, it is their home form that seems to be holding them back, so it should be a good opportunity for Town to recover from the Shearerfest and the home loss to the Orienteers.

No emails today - actually, there might be but I haven't seen them. [There are a couple from Premiership fans, actually, but we'll run 'em later - Ed.] So on that note, fair readers, I bid you adieu. Bloody hell, that was hard - I don't know how real Diary manages it every day, oh is the tape still on, bugger, you can edit that can't you...