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Diary - Wednesday 28 March 2007

28 March 2007

To prove that he has a life outside the confines of the pixellated screen the Diary is off gallivanting today, so I get the chance to point you in the direction of the rest of your sorry lives. Whither, then? Well if you are a slacker, and by definition if you are reading this column then you must be one at least a bit, then why not head down to the dentists stand at Blundell Park for a dose of hot reserve team action?

The official site has the scoop about the tie against Scunny and reports that it will be a strongish reserve side to face the Iron. In fact to pad out the column inches on a slow news day here is the team news claimed by the OS: Murray; Bloomer; Croft; Harkins; Bennett; Grand; Taylor; Gill; Reddy; Thorpe; Heggaarty. Subs: Heggaarty; Foulkes; Britteon; Davis; Burge; Quinn. Yes, a double dose of action for the young master Heggaarty it would seem. If Town win, and they mostly do nowadays, then they will enjoy a (possibly brief but enjoy it while it lasts) sojourn as table-toppers in the ten team league. Let's hope so and kick off is at 2pm - so hurry up.

The Grimsby Telewag has a comprehensive and illuminating article for once about Nick Fenton's knee. It traces in chronological order the number of knocks, bangs and seemingly innocuous challenges to and on it of late, which all conspired to culminate in him making the mistake that led to the first goal last Saturday. It would be great actually if Cod Almighty statistician and part time T shirt man Andy Holt could construct a pseudo three dimensional graphical time line to chart its condition. If only to outdo the paper that claims nowadays to be at the heart of all things local. Mr Fenton says he is having a rest this week and hopes to be better for the match against Notts on Saturday. Danny North, meanwhile, is under strict instructions to maintain a wide berth and avoid all innocuous activities until further notice.

On a mainly non-footballing note, your Guest Diarist is a casual collector of all words tmetic. You know, like abso-bloody-lutely and Man U-fucking-nited. The latest addition, courtesy of that fabulous sit-com Dinnerladies is Spyro-flipping-Gyra. Please send any good ones you might know to my email address. The pedants among you will no doubt cry in unison that the examples I give are not of tmesis but of expletive infixation, but who gives a shit, eh? Time to go I think. See yer.