Question of the Week
Will Paul Hurst stay at Grimsby?
10/08 Boston 2nd Half
By: Tony Butcher
NO changes were made by either team at half time. Town slashed â€˜em to pieces. But not until after an early wibble. After a couple of minutes Carruthers was flicked free inside the Town area on the right and his low shot went straight to Williams at the near post, who grabbed it at the second attempt.
Grimsby Town 1 Boston United 1
With 20 minutes left the existential finesse of Mansaram made way for the muscular hairstyle of Reddy. He jumped and missed an up and under, the ball ricocheted back to Town. Fleming free in the centre, licking the ball forward to Sestanovich, infiltrating the empty spaces defenders used to walk. He bundled forward, Parkinson veered right, Reddy left, the Boston defence put its collective hands on its cheeks and screamed, and the blue sea parted as he searched for the promised land. Near the edge of the area, Sestanovich flicked the ball to his left and Reddy pushed the button marked turbobooster and accelerated forwards. Abbey raced off his line, dived full length and the ball skidded on towards his waiting hands. The hairboy stretched forward and just managed to divert the ball from a straight line. The ball eluded Abbey and REDDY skipped past him and rolled it in from a yard or so out, next to the right-hand post. Grimsby was now Grinsby: one and half touches, one goal, what a performer.
The game fizzled away slowly. Town were a blur of movement upfront, but nothing clear cut resulted. Abbey was forced to hare off his line a few times to whisk the ball away from the rampaging Reddyâ€™s feet. What will he be like when heâ€™s fit? The pattern of the game was broken by Boston barging. Town seemed to play most of the game with 10 men, for centre backs kept being led off the pitch to have head wounds tended to. Whittle, again, was sent away to replace his shirt. Young was battered by Lee and eventually came back with someone elseâ€™s shirt, it was far too small; he could barely got his head through the collar. Town got ratty, especially Ramsden who was eventually booked for failing to clobber a Boston player.
With about 5 minutes left Sestanovich was replaced by Boney Marcelle, heâ€™s crazy like a fool with that hair. Marcelle got the ball once and nearly passed it to McDermott. Nothing else to report, unless you really want to know about the Boston substitutions. Lee was taken off near the end before even this daft ref would send him off. Boston brought on players and they did nothing of any consequence, so why bother thinking about them? Sometime towards the end the Main Stand lost its temper with Evans, for his constant moaning and jumping around. And thatâ€™s just about it. Two minutes of added time brought Boston a corner, Boston a throw in and a happy ending for the men and women from the heart of Potatoland. They seemed ecstatic at not losing to us, a bit like we used to celebrate when we used to beat (no disrespect to) the likes of Wolves away from the Park. Ah, those far off days of 2002, so long ago.
Town thoroughly deserved to win in the end; letâ€™s ignore that travesty of a first half performance. Fitful, fretful, failing. Sladeâ€™s half time pep-talk, no doubt using the phrase "work ethic" at least twice every minute, did the trick. The force was with Town, if not the fortune. Boston were much better, more formidable opponents than Darlington had been, but less potent as an attacking force, though Leeâ€™s arms were potent (as the A & E department nightshift will tell you). First half blunderers reached a level of adequacy in the second, and the twinkling heartbeat of the team kept knitting some stylish continental cardigans in midfield.
The ingredients for sustained pleasure are there, and we canâ€™t keep meeting keepers who play blinders. Not perfect, but getting there.
Nickoâ€™s Man of the Match
One man, one vision-ision-ision-ision. Thomas Pinault, ooh-la-la, magnifique, hit them with your rhythm stick, pass it slowly, pass it quick. You must be a lunatic to come to Town, in the fourth division. What are you doing playing for us? Working for peanuts is all very fine but you can show us a better time. Yes, he played very well.
B Curson. And we were a-cursinâ€™ this pompous twerp. His indulgence of Jason Lee was quite disgraceful, perhaps he had decided that only after the final defender on Townâ€™s books had had his nose snapped off would he find the red card. He kept giving Boston free kicks for blatant "falls", but ignored their wandering boots. And at times he allowed Town players to kick Boston, the later the tackle the more likely he was to allow play to continue. He managed to be worse than his linesmen: some feat. He set a standard, of sorts, and a score on his door not exceeding 1.022 would be more than fair. I feel in generous mood.
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