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Diary - Tuesday 16 November 2010

16 November 2010

Hello there, fellow Town fans! Bit peaky out, don't you think? I tell you what though - the night skies have been absolutely glorious due to this lack of cloud. I bet they'd look even better with the Conoco refinery burning off, like a blazing Eiffel Tower. Ah, Paris, je t'aime.

Steve Croudson donned the goalie shirt again at the weekend to show true grit for his now obligatory superhero cameo. The man who wasn't there, Kenny Arthur, is looking to make a "return" tonight for the stiffs against Scunthorpe. Yesterday it was Woodses, like a serious man, who remarked about giving King Arthur the right amount of time to return "right" for the club, rather than breaking down. We're not presuming for a second he'll be in contention for this upcoming weekend's match against, um, Barrow is it? Sorry - Town's fixtures this season blow across my mind, like a black hat through Miller's crossing.

While life moves in ever decreasing cycles, your Idle Diarist thinks that life is moving towards something more formulaic. Life is full of scenarios, formulas comprising elements, repeated with the odd little tinker here and there. One of those formulas you can rely on is seeing the intolerable cruelty of Town youngsters come through the ranks, hang around the away trip coaches, on the verge of making that breakthrough, and are then are inevitably released, like maim rabbits for the pack hounds to chase down. It was never a case of O Brother, Where Art Thou? You could reliably presume that they'd end up at Armthorpe Welfare.

These days more and more ex-Mariners are popping up playing for Grimsby Borough. Check out this report and see how many you can count up. Go on. Maybe we could turn it into a game of Play Your Cards Right. Higher! Higher! Looooower!

What's Borough's nickname? Gah! If only I had the time! Like Barton Fink I'm starting to feel the pressure of the 2pm deadline. So, dear reader, I'll end by asking you if you wouldn't mind researching that little fact for me. Ta-ta!