Wrexham is the Game 5: Phil-ospher Parky

This week we're hunting for Whitleys, turning on Page(s) and there's giant sexy Robins

NOTE: One is a lazy, fussy beast riddled with chlamydia. The other is a koala. Although God knows why we used this pic to signify Zambia. We’re about 11,000km out

ANDY: This week threw up a big question.

One that man has pondered since the dawn of time. A theological question. One of great intrigue and grace. Socrates brooded on it. Plato puzzled on it. Shakespeare speculated on it and Voltaire ruminated on it as he watched Paris burn.

As own own Phil-ospher Parkinson so eloquently mused about our pals Accrington Stanley in the latest Welcome to Wrexham episode: “Which f**king c**ts stick in your throat?”

Here’s a few to start you off, and it’s by no means a definitive list: Margaret Thatcher. Jamie Vardy. Alex Hamilton. Sarah Atherton. In fact any Tory (ask Mulls). Richard Brodie. Ch*ster. Mark Guterman. Robbie Wilmott, Steve Cleeve, Ian Roberts and Colin Poole.

I’m in Zambia this week, ignoring lions and hunting for statues of Jim and Jeff Whitley on roundabouts in Lusaka (yes, that does constitute a holiday). Tim is running the show back in Blighty and does he have a cob on with Rob Page.

If you want to know more about Jim Whitley’s time in Zambia watch here from about 15 minutes in

As ever, we have to remind you that many are on the free version of this and only get a portion of content. For fifteen British pounds a year you get to go through the looking glass. You get the stuff we can’t say on the podcast.

There’s also great content you don’t see. This week Paul Barrett and I bring peace to the Middle East while Tim and Hector Sam solve climate change. But it’ll only happen if you pay £15 notes.

PS. Jamie Oliver. Traffic wardens. Sarah Atherton. Fleetwood Town. A baboon currently dicking around in my pool. Sarah Atherton.

My new nemesis, a baboon I call Andy Pilley. He’s so called as he’s a smug, thieving smart-ass

Racecourse whispers…

The main reason the Kop is taking so long is that they’ve submitted fresh plans for a redesigned (and bigger) stand to Wrexham council.

Burning question: Turning the Page?

Woah, hold on their Mullin. 105 goals in 133 starts may sound impressive, but you’re not exactly Rubin Colwill (6 goals in 96 matches) are you???

TIM: A dismissive chuckle and a shake of the head. That was my reaction to the Cymru squad announcement last week ahead of summer friendlies with Gibraltar and Slovakia.

Why? Well, maybe we as Wrexham fans who travel to watch Cymru religiously are justifiably starting to get an inferiority complex.

We haven't had representation in the national set up since Neil Taylor in 2010. He's since retired from the game. Not that we can have any complaints since we dropped out of the league as the forgotten powerhouse who use to thrust forth so many players to the fold.

However, the tide has changed. We've a prolific striker who shows no signs of stopping. Not even a punctured lung could prevent Paul Mullin from plundering 24 goals in a successive promotion-winning season.

Last summer, Page said this: “If he is playing in League Two and he’s scoring goals, then we will look at him and consider him. But there is a massive gap from where he’s been up to League Two.

“We will keep monitoring him and if he keeps scoring goals as he goes up the levels he’ll prove himself.”

Well, he has proved himself. Yet again. And Rob Page has ignored him. Yet again.

The fact Page named Mullin on standby for the home friendly with Gibraltar last year stank of desperation and contempt.