Cod Almighty | Article
by Tony Butcher
6 August 2007
Youth. Yes, youth. Stand still, laddie!
Ah, the next Next Big Thing from the tiny tot Mariners. He's 18 and hilariously claimed by the Superb New Official Site to be six feet two inches and 13 stone. I think they are confusing him with one of the turnstiles in the Main Stand.
A slippery eel with a callow, narrow-eyed Grimsby face and frame, he's presently at the 'useful sub in the last 10 minutes' stage. Needs a few weeks of hearty breakfasts before the first team beckons. Two starts and eleven cameos have yielded two goals, so he isn't incapable; he just needs more meat. How can we have any promotion pudding if he doesn't eat his meat?