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Diary - Thursday 4 October 2007

4 October 2007

This Diary is being delivered to you, gentle reader, without resort to the autocue and at no notice. Indeed, without notes of any sort and without the benefit of a private education or a stockbroker dad. It should have been Deviant Diary today, given that the real Mr Diary is devoting his entire working shift to planning the route from the station to the pub ahead of next Tuesday's paint game. The last time I checked on him he'd got as far as saying "It'll bring you out at what's, effectively, a pedestrian roundabout. Go the wrong way round it and take your second exit - goes up a slight incline." This man should host the next series of the Crystal Maze, in your Guest Diarist's opinion.

As for old Deviant Diary he spent so much time yesterday reminiscing about Town's defeat on Tuesday that he's got a backlog of very important work that simply won't wait for the likes of us. That's the beauty of me being self-employed; what it really means is being unemployed without the time-consuming hassle of having to sign on. So those of you who were in the know, and took the red pill this morning in the anticipation of mad gonzo ravings from Deviant, need to settle down with a slim Richard Brautigan volume and ride it out, man. The rest of us who took the blue pill can get ready for my next paragraph secure in the knowledge that it is unlikely to contain any acid-crazed ravings at all.

Town reserves won 3-0 at York, with goals from North, Taylor and Jarman, the superb new official site tells us. In an interesting experiment, apparently the match finished with Bore and Jarman playing at being centre-halves. Bore is reported to be browsing online at the moment, trying to find where he can buy one of those manly face masks to complete his transformation. Whether the dressing-up box was allowed out on the bus home has not been reported, but it was fizzy pop all round after another comprehensive victory which must have brought a smile to the lips of Mr Stuart Watkisses.

North's goal for the stiffs was a rejoinder, no doubt, to Lord Buckley's comments about him which are published in today's Grimsby Telegraph, where he explained that North and Jarman do not figure in his first team plans at present. Buckley, having got Jarman fit, has offered him a month's paid work so he can have a proper look at the lad which sounds fair enough to me. But Buckley has been disappointed with Danny this season and has consigned him to the care of Mr Watkiss to rediscover his, er, mojo.

I missed the game on Tuesday night due to being proper poorly. "If you are not fit enough to go to work you can't go to the match" rankles when you are as lazy as I am, frankly. I did wade through the endless Roy Wood references to get to the heart of what went on in Tony Butcher's match report though. And it seems that Town played well, creating great chances. But they failed to convert enough of them and conceded two sloppy goals. Lord Buckley took his senile-sounding interviewer to task on Mariners World after the game - tersely explaining that he was disappointed with the sloppiness but not the performance. He felt that Chester are a good team and was correct in also asserting that "Town are playing probably the best football in the division". I have always said (and I know I am probably in a daft minority) that I much prefer to see Town play well and lose than see them play rubbish football and win. That's why I am a Buckley man and hated Russell Slade. See yer.