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Diary - Tuesday 14 September 2010
14 September 2010
This Idle diarist cannot remember the last time a Town player pulled on an England shirt. Was it Gary Croft for the u-21s 15 years ago? Does Ryan Bennett's u-18 cap a couple of years back count? Who was it before, during, and after then? Whichever, whoever, whenever, that wait will be for a little longer at least as Michael Coulson will miss the upcoming England C game against Wales in Newtown. While he is disappointed, Coulson's also realistic enough to admit that it's for the best, get some rest, heal properly, and be back for Town right and proper. And for Town fans, a fit Coulson maintaining the performances that moved Paul Fairclough to call him up will be just the tonic for the side's wobbly form. Anyhows, If you're interested, the revised England C squad is listed on this FA.com page.
Darran Kempson's one match suspension for being sent off at the weekend has been confirmed. There you go. 14 words for what the Telegraph does in just over 50 words. Boom!
One man who isn't counting his words, but is watching what he says, is Neil Woods. The Town boss falls short of going absolutely fucking ballistic in a pretty frank and emotional take on Town's defeat at Tamworth. In short: "The first-half was probably the most disappointing display of the season for me by a long, long way. Their goals summed up the way we played, it was half-hearted. People half-stopping crosses, half-winning headers, half-tracking somebody. Everything was second best." With not a single reference to fitness, Woods has now moved on to consistency: "I'm not interested in people who can do it one week or do it when they want to - if their average game drops to that standard then they won't play every week, it's as simple as that." Words which will have Chairman John preparing for a knock on his office door with a list of "under performers" and another list marked "replacements".
Do you think Fenty sits at his desk like Robert de Niro in Casino? Y'know. With his deep pocketed trousers off. I leave you to dwell on that.