Look, it's gone a little tense and pear shaped recently but this weekend will be a European celebration for the ages. We smash Fester who face oblivion down to League one. Sure, Steptoe will be wanting his 200th goal against us but fuck them. They will be motivated for about five seconds to beat us and then we score and pummel them. A nice penalty to sooth our savage nerves. Woody gets us rolling with his 20th goal and we smash them 4-0 whilst singing "We are on the euro train with Nuno" and of course "Stevie Cooper, Stevie Cooper, He hates the Leicester, he hates the Derby. Forest are Magic!".
We have nothing to lose now as we are on the outside looking in with a daft goal difference and Cheatski and the Barcodes play each other so either way progress can be made.
It's in our hands and we will be playing some form of European football hopefully if the "muff do their job and stop Villa in their tracks.
Fuck being dependent on other teams. Let's just celebrate the majesty of the mighty Nottingham Forest at the World Famous City Ground.
4-0. Wood 2, Elanga and a surprise goalscorer (Taiwo?).
As crazy as this sound, this looks like a game for Barry. He was special against Brighton because his passing is excellent but his tackling is a bit rubbish due to being scared of having his ankle snapped again. Fester will run around and huff but if we have our passing shoes on, Yeah you MGW! then we will pick them apart.
Feeling positive. Shady take a pill. A big round and floaty one. This weekend will be fun.
Chicago: Eating Indian last night.
