Cod Almighty | Match Stats

Saturday 25 February 2012

FA Trophy (QF)

Grimsby Town 0

York City 1 Kerr (83)

Attendance: 3662 (337 away fans)

Doing their bit for local harmony, they plumped wisely for everyone's favourite local Albanian..

Whilst Pearson and I'Anson were adequate, Townsend was the rock at the back. But no, no, no sir, the imaginary laurel leaves are placed around the neck of Andi Thanoj. He held the centre as the Dizzerman had a strangely clunky day. Thanoj tackled and passed well.

"I think it was a game between two decent teams and sometimes that sees them cancel each other out to a degree. It was a game that most times would end in a draw."

"We didn't quite work the keeper enough but I can't be critical of the players. It's the first defeat for Grimsby in a long time. I thought we deserved it, too."

Disley was dizzy, while Duffy was mentally and physically fluffy. The wings were barren wastelands and Town were bereft of cohesive method, beyond launching the war rocket Hearnax every ten minutes. The defence was generally fine, though York always had their full-backs creeping around unmarked. The evidence was before us all along; the clues had always been there. Relying on Liam Hearn will get us only so far.

Better than Town, not as mesmerising but nothing has changed since last October, except they have a better centre-back. Who let the Doig out to them? They try and play football and have footballers who can play football. No hoofing, just passing. Intelligent movement, awareness and a team ethic. They remind us of something... little men playing triangular football.

One great big shrug from the grown-ups, one little sulk from kid-kind.

Mr S Bratt (W Mids)
Apart from a couple of mistaken corner/goal kick decisions, his only real inconsistency was in respect of York's star-jump charge-down method. In the first half he was hot on hands; in the second he was not. All those penalty claims were just phooey, and he knew it. He didn't Bratt an eyelid so the score on the door is 7.231.

Lemon cakes are getting more lemony.

Too many pancakes spoil a goth.