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Diary - Thursday 17 July 2008
17 July 2008
"1 down after 65 secs... Town are back!" That, comrades, is the text message that greeted me turning on my mobile phone this morning, writes Idle Diary. And when I turned on my computer this morning, I was discovered Town lost 3-1 at Corby in a 'warm up game'. Smooth Stu Watkiss said after the game (not fumed or mumbled) "it was a poor performance. You could tell it was our first pre-season game. Even allowing for that we looked dysfunctional. The game served it's purpose but it shows we still have a lot of work to do." After all, it is only a glorified training session. That didn't stop the Bosh doing in his ankle, although how seriously has yet to be determined: "My worry is that it could be a ligament problem." My worry too, Danny boy, having picked up a ligament problem myself a few months back, and - aside from it hurting, and oh boy did it hurt - they're awkward buggers to come back from.
The Grimmo Telegraph's report notes several times that Jarman looks trim is already drumming up the season opener as the visit of the club Ciaran Toner now owns. So let us take a break from looking at the news, and can you remember a couple of days ago, Chris Llewellyn revealing fans singing his name gets him going? Some of you have had a go at some chants. First up a couple of snappy and topical efforts from Phil Watson:
Chris Llewellyn, Chris Llewellyn,Certainly a B for effort there, Dr W, although whether they'll last until the start of the season is another matter. Next up, a longer attempt from our resident Leffe quoffing reader, Rob McIlveen:
He lives in Chester and his house ain't sellin'Chris Llewellyn, Chris Llewellyn,
He knows who Buckley's signed but he ain't tellin'
"In your search for a rhyme with Llewelyn, I suggest you e-mail the legendary Adrian Gurvitz. As a lyricist who produced the following couplet as part of a top 10 hit in 1982, he is surely the man to turn to:
Gonna write a classic"He could surely have written his 'classic' anywhere else in his house without it affecting the quality of his rhyme. Alternatively, why not drop Feargal Sharkey a line. After all, anyone who is capable of this (be he an Undertone or not) must be able to help you out:
Gonna write it in my attic
Classic
And he thinks that I'm a cabbage"So in the footsteps of my dusty record collection, and for what it is worth, how about:
Because I hate University Challenge
My Perfect Cousin
My name is Chris Llewelyn"Actually, when you sing this against The Undertones' My Perfect Cousin I think it sounds quite late 70s and promotion from the fourth division-like. Spooky, eh? Fuck me, now I really am seriously housebound."
I'm married to a woman who isn't called Helen
My kids don't want to know about Grimsby
But I'll take them down Meggies and play frisbee.
Last, our own Mat Hare: "What ryhmes with Llewellyn? As he's looking for a new abode, what about 'dwelling'? Or 'swelling' if he has an ankle/knee injury. Telling, smelling, selling, Welwyn (Garden City) - the list goes on. I'll let someone else build them into a song though." You're like a guest on Ready Steady Cook emptying their bag for the chef to do something with their ingredients, Mat. If you can cook something up with the offerings of our occasional betting master (and emphasis on the 'master' there), you know where we are.
And, finally, we're having a go at the Torygraph's fourth division fantasy football this coming season. And we'd love, love it, if we could beat you! Well, maybe not that far, but we'd be chuffed if our readers joined us. We've set a super league up called 'Cod Almighty', so if you want an invite drop us a line with your email address (which we won't use for marketing purposes, honest).
That's my load for the time being. I'm off to spend however long it takes to get a result at the Headingley test match, so I'll hand you over to Guest Diary for tomorrow. If you're off to the test, why not let me know, and we could do that "cor! you look a lot different to what I imagined!" thing and get all glum about Town during the rain breaks! Cheers!