Cod Almighty | Diary

Lying in my bed, I hear the clock tick and think of you, caught up in circles, confusion is nothing new

27 February 2024

Uuuuuuuh. Would have liked three but in days gone by I would have accepted one so there we go. A point is better than nothing. It's a tiny, shiny nugget of silver in a swamp of dross. 'Tis pity those pesky kids at the Village Green did better than us.

It seems forever since we had a win, I’m not sure I can stand fourteen cup finals. A draw really isn’t much of a positive and if we over think it we’d probably cry but we do it because it’s what we’ve done forever. I really should have taken up ballet dancing or stamp collecting on my Saturdays or something else as equally far away from going to Blundell Park, but that George Kerr team sucked me in and I was lost.

There have been moments of sheer joy along the way but oh, the pain. Football is the only occasion in my life where I pay good money for the “event” but I don’t go with any expectation of enjoying the afternoon. Hope yes, but never expectation. A gig, a restaurant, a night out with friends I go with an anticipation that it’s going to be a good time. An afternoon at Blundell Park, I hope we do well but so many times we really don’t. This season has been that with bells on. Now we will be going with a tiny bit of hope but so much fear of where we’re going to end up and are we going to be a total let down. That’s the appropriate phrase “let down”. The fans are let down, the team let us, themselves and the owners down and the afternoon is a let down.

Bloody hell Town, we didn’t want to be here. It feels even more cruel that “All Town Aren't We” is now on Amazon Prime. I watched it on MarinersTV and really would love to watch it again but I at this moment I can’t stomach all that joy. It’s too stark against our current predicament. Maybe all the squad and manager could sit down and watch it together to instil a little Grimsby Town motivation and passion and a little understanding of what this current battle means to us all.

We can still do it. There are some footballers left in that team and we’ve had periods when we’ve seen some decent stuff. I don’t for a minute think Artell doesn’t want to do it or can’t do it, but maybe he’s just been a bit naïve in how he’s approached it.

I'm always trying to hang on to the little glimmers of sparkle, so if we can get a point away at a team on the edge of the playoffs before that game, we could do better on Saturday. Hang in there Mariners!