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Diary - Friday 3 June 2011

3 June 2011

If you queue up bright and early at the Blundell Park ticket office on Monday morning the club will graciously and perhaps belatedly allow you to buy a season ticket. One for the Pontoon will cost you £266 your Guest Diarist learnt yesterday. And you can rest assured the money will be spent wisely acquiring new players to get way too over-anticipatory about. That third goalkeeper that we absolutely need so badly. Perhaps a player to replace Dwayne Samuels who was paid off yesterday. Maybe even some central midfield players: no, I've gone too far now.

Oh, so some of your cash will go to pay a player off a year early. Something Mr Fenty (TopCon) was so public about declaring he wasn't going to be doing much, if at all, of this coming season. So he's off to a flying start with that one. With no signings in sight yet, and the squad size slowly diminishing (although weirdly no-one has raced in to sign players like Duffy or Ademeno whom the club declared to be surplus to requirements, then variously announced to the press that they are crocked-for-ever, totally sub-standard or their ability does in fact exist but is deeply buried and may take some time to find) it is difficult to imagine any other than the hard-core Town loyalists in that queue.

Just absorbing the VAT increase (which, I suppose, the club owed us anyway from the time when they 'absorbed' the VAT decrease) and public spluttering about computerised scouting, and lots of intense emails from the managers, and bore hole drilling isn't really going to cut it with increasingly hard-pressed, increasingly gloomy fans. Fans who are either already resigned to non-league football for the foreseeable, or who recognise that this coming season is possibly the last chance saloon for the club in its present form.

Especially when all the Telegraph has to tell us is that Kempson's relieved to still be at Town and is doing mountain biking whilst his broken foot mends. Take a deepish breath and read about it here in new spacey technicolour.

Still you can take your mind off GTFC's woes tomorrow gentle reader by watching ITV's incredibly samey boring football coverage of the England match. Same as it ever was; same as it ever was. See yer.