ten things...
Grimsby
1 Grim was a bloke who sheltered a Danish prince on the run from Scandinavian hordes. Then they all got rich, started the sea-port up and also introduced foreign ownership of English clubs.
2 Those Pilgrim Fathers took a boat out and ended up nautical miles away. One of them had a pigs bladder for a football and so kicked-off Association rules in the new world instead of native gridiron.
3 In the 1870s and 80s football clubs were forming all up and down the country and even in Cleethorpes at Clee Park. They joined FL div2 as Grimsby Town but liked the beach so much they even moved straight into Blundell Park in 1899.
4 They've had more ups and downs than a fishing boat in a north sea gale but for the record, were 'placed' in third division north in 1922. Ironically they preferred being chucked out than chuck up - as in seasick as a parrot.
5 In the thirties Town sallied forth on a straight course to reach 5th position in div1 and a couple of FA Cup semi-finals to boot. There were 77000 at Old Trafford, which meant Grimsby was shut for the day.
6 After WW2 they were on a fast reverse tack and heading away from boom docks. The mercurial Bill Shankly arrived but although he consistently fished for success, couldn't actually land the big one.
7 This is a titbit for stats anoraks. Grimsby were relegated to div4 in 1968, not on simple arithmetical goal difference but by compared average of 0.008. That's number crunching to an extreme.
8 In the seventies that old sportsmanship style was replaced by those 10 or more yard sliding tackles from behind. McMenemy advocated a cultured passing game and they left cloggers in their wake in more ways than one.
9 In the eighties Grimsby were again riding the waves. It was the long ball era and back-to-front or bust. Town just stuck to measuring passes by degrees like Shankly always said.
10 The Taylor report condemned Blundell Park but the club wasn't exactly filling the place anyway. It was still up and down divisions as usual in those nineties thru Y2k but most wanted to stay, with ebb and flow at a Humber tide-mouth venue they called home.
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