Cod Almighty | Diary
Where The Tweets Have No Name
25 January 2023
With the Crawley weather robbing Daubney Diary of cheap pre-packed midweek content, what news do we have to warm the Cockles Appleyards of Mariner hearts this afternoon?
Well Town haven't signed anyone if that's what you're seeking to float your boat. In fact, another body has left the building since yesterday's Deviant Diary; Paul Hurst has made the decision to send Brendan Kiernan and his Irish playwright-sounding name back to Walsall. Kiernan could be frustrating on the pitch, with obvious talent not always paired with sound decision-making. However, it's worth noting and saluting his work off the pitch.
His involvement in mental health projects in GY while here goes way beyond the impact of a typical three month loanee. In case you're wondering, like Daubney did for a while, what that telephone hand thingy he does after a goal is about, that's to promote "Call BK" and being available to help others. One of the good guys and we wish him all the best.
That Kiernan's return was Hurst's choice indicates there's little panic at BP in terms of getting bodies in to plug this and other attacking gaps before the closure of the transfer window next week. Fretting about such matters is best left to us professional panickers, the fans.
The lack of incoming business from the Town boss has given some the impression that he's about as decisive in the transfer market as an L-plate facing their first ever roundabout. A more likely explanation is that he and others are working their socks off to find the Amond in a field full of Strakers. Anyway, file "how are we going to field an XI in the fourth round of the cup this Saturday" as one of the nicer things to get upset about in the last twenty years.
If that doesn't ease stress levels while you wait for a signing, cast a glance at the National League table. With three teams on target for 100+ point campaigns, I like to imagine where Town would be if Max Crocombe hadn't skillfully kneed the ball between his own legs and into Gav Holohan's wheelhouse. Being too cool for barnstorming ton-up campaigns, I'm going for sweating uncomfortably between Barnet and Woking. Hurst out.
Some sad news from the club, with the announcement of the passing of our former grounsdman Frank Bridge. To fans of a certain generation, Frank was part of Blundell Park, as sure to be there on match day as when you took a peep through the fence on a midweek afternoon. Our condolences to Frank's family and friends.
Brighter thoughts from the club in the form of kit news. Town have announced a repeat of last season's competition to design our third kit. Ace! You've got just over a week, so get cracking with the kids and stop hitting refresh on your internets. UTM.