The announcer at Forest is an early contender for complete twat of the season. Jesus, he even mentioned at some point, without irony, that Forest were two time European Cup winners.
Lee Williamson also enters the same competition for his ridiculous reaction to being substituted. He is hardly the Ronaldo of the side (or the Tommy Smith) and to react so petulantly and take such a long time to get off the pitch when we were losing isn’t going to win him any friends amongst team-mates, supporters or probably more importantly to him, the gaffer.
It was nice to find that the scoring bugs who used to adorn the much missed Vicarage Road end score-board have found a retirement home at the City Ground. They’ve lost quite a lot of weight and have swapped allegiances but as they make up one of my first memories from Vicarage Road when I was just 8 years old it was good to see them again.
Even when Forest have won the Brian Clough Stand looms over the club like the elephant in the room. Evidence that the Shankly Gates or Matt Busby Statue are a much better and more subtle way to go when remembering great former managers.
