Cod Almighty | Diary

It's over, let it go

9 October 2023

Well, there was a week that was: Town lost when they should have won, won when they should have lost and drew when they might have won. Three games, four points. Five goals for, five against. Town are six points from the pray-offs and seven points above the dead zone. We're living by numbers now.

Mm-mm.

When I look out my window there's many sights to see. And when I look in my window to the world wide web there are so many people talking absolute codswallop.

So many different people. They're strange, so strange.

Ah yes, 'tis the season of the twitch, when these strange people panic because the results are uneven and they're down about Town. Fear not dear panicking picnickers in the Pontoon and beyond, your Deviant Diary is here, you've found somebody kind to help and understand you.

Twitching's for the birds. The present is a different country, they do things differently here now.

Hey Burnsy's replacement, I didn't go, but Saturday's result was neither good nor bad and Saturday's performance was neither bad nor good. How do I know that if I didn't go? I've read our substitute for our usual guy, though I've no idea how high Chris Parker's heels are. It is what it is and was what it was: middling and muddling through and all rather mundane by the Mersey. Remember, there's good and bad in everyone in this division as Town learn to live within their inadequacies and work out what they need to do to survive.

Arrows do sling. Typically Jennings, as usual, of course. Wilson started! Wilson's injured. Pyke scored! Pyke missed. Little Paulie Chuckles is still chuntering about the need for players to be ruthless. Setting an example, LPC has been ruthless with his misfiring left-backs as neither Receding Ringo nor Danny Amiss slumped sorrowfully within the substitute pack. At least they'll get a kick-a-bout in the Illegitimate Trophy, the Reserve League Redux.

At least Town's coach got home safely, John McAtee's Barnsley had a close encounter with disaster as their coach caught fire on the M5 near Cheltenham. That is not connected in any way to the staggering news that the Rockin' Robins finally scored a goal on Saturday. Derby County have resigned from the Football League as a result. They just cannot take the humiliation of being the first failed defence.

Don't worry, everything will turn out all right in the end, and if it doesn't, then it isn't the end.