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If they find Pat Glover, stick him up front with LJL

14 October 2014

Your Middle-Aged Diary is in the personally unusual position of being able to write this entry having seen a match. I still don't know whereof I speak, but I did see Town at Wrexham on Saturday.

Without duplicating Tony Butcher's match report or Miss Guest Diary, the things that struck me were the pleasing snap and organisation of our defensive work; the promising potential of the midfield mix of pace, passing and ball control; and the hesitancy in the final quarter. For the 'chances of chances' we created, we should have had a few more actual chances. And for the chances we did create, we should have seen a few more actual shots. Confidence, perhaps, but at the moment we are still slightly less than the sum of our parts (as have been most Town teams since Alan Buckley's much-derided third spell? Discuss.)

Oh, and I also learnt that despite the friendships many of us have struck up with Wrexham supporters over the last two seasons, there is still an alarming number of Town fans who display chronic ignorance when confronted with opponents from west of Offa's Dyke.

No, it "wasn't an international" (which renders some fans' repeated renditions of God Save The Queen questionable). It was, though, a day marking a milestone Wrexham had every right to be proud of achieving, given how perilously close the club has been to being stolen in recent history. So if they want to begin proceedings with Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau, the best thing we can do is shut up, applaud respectfully, and then concentrate on winning the match.

Paul Hurst is not losing sleep over tonight's Lincolnshire Cup final. He clearly has not read Mark Stilton's article on our first county cup clash with Lincoln, from a time when we took these things more seriously. Changes from Saturday's team are likely. Craig Clay and Jon-Paul Pittman are on the mend but won't be risked tonight. Ellis Humble may feature, the Northern Counties East League having taken exception to his loan deal with Cleethorpes Town.

Finally, I'll subcontract the last paragraph to you. "Ghost hunting at BP", reads the headline on the official site. There must be a dozen good jokes to be had out of that. Let's hear them.