Forest
Armed with a season ticket again for the first time in three seasons, this year is going to be, hopefully, fingers crossed, one of the dullest seasons in living memory, mid-table obscurity secured by mid-March, no relegation worries to contend with and no disappointment at failure to go up.
That's the plan anyway .....
Notts County 2:3,000 Forest
I used to go down Meadow Lane quite a lot back in the day, free season tickets from Home Brewery led to a frenzy of live football, every Saturday and sometimes twice in mid-week, superb.
But, that was back then. It's been a few years now since I was in Meadow Lane, not since Charlie Palmer (or SIR Charlie Palmer, as the Notts fan calls him) scored a late winner back in 1893, or thereabouts.
A simple walk in the park, spoiled somewhat by Notts pulling a couple of late consolation goals back towards the end.
The Notts County Kop has a new sign on it this season, "It's Black & White", a reference to the home fan taking over the big end.
Black & White, but mainly yellow & grey of disused seats.
Forest 0:0 Reading
My first game with my new season ticket and where do I watch it ? The Anchor Pub in sunny Ingoldmells. Paul Smith wins Forest a point with a fantastic save late on, but that doesn't stop internet warriors hiding behind their keyboards slagging him off. Only the best goalkeepr outside the premiership, but because he doesn't shout his mouth off as often as maybe he should, apparently he's c**p. No nothing idiots.
And if you do go to Ingoldmells, the Anchor is a really nice pub, but only during the day. At night it turns into the bar off of 'From Dusk til Dawn', while the rest of the, ahem, family pubs are simply there to allow Mr & Mrs Chav to leave their screaming brood while they pour twenty pints of cheap lager down their scrawny tattoed necks.
Forest 3:2 Watford
A good end-to-end game, a cracking Psycho-esque tackle from Julian Bennett resulting in the Watford winger crying out of the game and a well earned three points. Hints at the poor refereeing, even in this higher division, but if we can play like this every week, we'll be sorted. If .....
Wolves, er, don't know, lost count : nowhere near enough Forest
My first away league game for a few seasons, cans on the train at 9am, cheap beer in Wolverhampton from 11am onwards, the sign of a good day.
Or maybe not.
The only saving grace on this match is that I'd abused the good nature of the pubs in Wolverhampton so much that I can't remember a great deal about it. Someone told me the score was 5:1 to them and that blah blah blah blah. I'd stopped listening at that point.
Forest 1:1 Burnley
Forest 0:1 The referee
If you're sat at one end of the ground and an incident occurs at the other, sometimes you just have to accept that the referee's got a better view and take it as read that he's correct. I was sat next to David Blunket, Stevie Wonder and Ray Charles for this game, and all four of us saw a Burnley attacker kick the ball against Wes Morgan's chest from two yards for a corner, all from our vantage point 120 yards away. Only the referee saw it differently and that was the difference between the two sides. Since when did it get so hard to referee a game of football, FFS. Mind you, at least the ball went in, sometimes it doesn't even have to do that for the officials to cock things up.
To be fair, Forest didn't create anything so deserved nothing. Burnley created the same and got a gift. Such is life.
Forest 0:0 Charlton
Watching someone who has clearly got no footballing ability whatsoever ruining it for 22 players who have is no way to spend a Saturday afternoon. The referee got every single decision wrong in this one, but to his credit, at least he was equally s**t for both sides, sending off Matt Thornhill for sliding into the advertising hoardings a good two feet away from the opposition winger and then giving Forest a free-kick on the edge of the box after on ofthe best defensive tackles you're ever likely to see. And a yellow card, the muppet.
This game was never ever going to finish anything other than 0:0 from about 5 minutes in. Give me the 3rd division any day.
That's the plan anyway .....
Notts County 2:3,000 Forest
I used to go down Meadow Lane quite a lot back in the day, free season tickets from Home Brewery led to a frenzy of live football, every Saturday and sometimes twice in mid-week, superb.
But, that was back then. It's been a few years now since I was in Meadow Lane, not since Charlie Palmer (or SIR Charlie Palmer, as the Notts fan calls him) scored a late winner back in 1893, or thereabouts.
A simple walk in the park, spoiled somewhat by Notts pulling a couple of late consolation goals back towards the end.
The Notts County Kop has a new sign on it this season, "It's Black & White", a reference to the home fan taking over the big end.
Black & White, but mainly yellow & grey of disused seats.
Forest 0:0 Reading
My first game with my new season ticket and where do I watch it ? The Anchor Pub in sunny Ingoldmells. Paul Smith wins Forest a point with a fantastic save late on, but that doesn't stop internet warriors hiding behind their keyboards slagging him off. Only the best goalkeepr outside the premiership, but because he doesn't shout his mouth off as often as maybe he should, apparently he's c**p. No nothing idiots.
And if you do go to Ingoldmells, the Anchor is a really nice pub, but only during the day. At night it turns into the bar off of 'From Dusk til Dawn', while the rest of the, ahem, family pubs are simply there to allow Mr & Mrs Chav to leave their screaming brood while they pour twenty pints of cheap lager down their scrawny tattoed necks.
Forest 3:2 Watford
A good end-to-end game, a cracking Psycho-esque tackle from Julian Bennett resulting in the Watford winger crying out of the game and a well earned three points. Hints at the poor refereeing, even in this higher division, but if we can play like this every week, we'll be sorted. If .....
Wolves, er, don't know, lost count : nowhere near enough Forest
My first away league game for a few seasons, cans on the train at 9am, cheap beer in Wolverhampton from 11am onwards, the sign of a good day.
Or maybe not.
The only saving grace on this match is that I'd abused the good nature of the pubs in Wolverhampton so much that I can't remember a great deal about it. Someone told me the score was 5:1 to them and that blah blah blah blah. I'd stopped listening at that point.
Forest 1:1 Burnley
Forest 0:1 The referee
If you're sat at one end of the ground and an incident occurs at the other, sometimes you just have to accept that the referee's got a better view and take it as read that he's correct. I was sat next to David Blunket, Stevie Wonder and Ray Charles for this game, and all four of us saw a Burnley attacker kick the ball against Wes Morgan's chest from two yards for a corner, all from our vantage point 120 yards away. Only the referee saw it differently and that was the difference between the two sides. Since when did it get so hard to referee a game of football, FFS. Mind you, at least the ball went in, sometimes it doesn't even have to do that for the officials to cock things up.
To be fair, Forest didn't create anything so deserved nothing. Burnley created the same and got a gift. Such is life.
Forest 0:0 Charlton
Watching someone who has clearly got no footballing ability whatsoever ruining it for 22 players who have is no way to spend a Saturday afternoon. The referee got every single decision wrong in this one, but to his credit, at least he was equally s**t for both sides, sending off Matt Thornhill for sliding into the advertising hoardings a good two feet away from the opposition winger and then giving Forest a free-kick on the edge of the box after on ofthe best defensive tackles you're ever likely to see. And a yellow card, the muppet.
This game was never ever going to finish anything other than 0:0 from about 5 minutes in. Give me the 3rd division any day.
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