On the pitch..

A draw at Bristol Rovers started the month for us, which was officiated by somebody who escaped from a travelling circus.  Just four days later, the glitz and lure of the wonderful Johnstone's Paint Trophy came and went, with us slumping to a rather poor 3-2 reverse to Peterborough United.  Ah well.

 The first win of the season came away at Port Vale, a 2-0 win giving us cheer – particularly those of us who didn't actually go!  Stress and Pie described the game as a “shit sandwich” - they were probably right!  Next up was Leicester in the League Cup, who sportingly allowed us to score from kickoff, and a cracking game it was too – we were all set to win 2-1 when the infamous Forest 'bottler demon' struck again, costing us two late goals – and the game.  Ah well.

A first City Ground win wasn't long in coming though; after a patient build-up, Forest annihilated a hapless Gillingham side to record a 4-0 win that could've been 8.  This was followed up by a visit to our playoff nemesis Yeovil Town, and another win – 3-0 this time, which by all accounts was flattering, but who cares?  Three straight wins in the league – get in!

Off the pitch..

The start of September heralds the end of the transfer window, and this writer was frustrated that Smoulderwood had previously hinted at signings, only for none to arrive – I'm childish like that, you see!  The Left Lion blog unearthed a tremendous old advert for beefsteak featuring the Forest team of the glory days – which had me chuckling muchly!

Whilst many poor souls were watching Forest slump out of the Paint Pot, us lucky so and so's were watching Stan Collymore at the Approach in Nottingham.  And it was a top night - probably the most humorous thing was that one member of the audience seemed to think Stan and Jason Lee were the same person!  After the “I know, let's build a superstadium!” announcement, Third Division Forest decided they wanted to take the brand to China.  Strange people.

Of course, the general apathy of the Leicester cup game took on a slightly different flavour when it transpired that Gary Megson had taken over there as the latest three-month babysitter of the perpetual managerial vacancy at the Crisp Bowl.  From the ridiculous to the sublime, September is also the month in which we remember that Brian Clough died back in 2004, so we had a little think about both him and Peter Taylor.  On the same day the not-so-special-one left Chelski too!

Despite the better performances - and turnaround in results - some Forest fans seem to still feel the need for a scapegoat, and picked on Neil Lennon.  I decided to post a little lesson about his role in the side, and why it is “a good thing.”  And rather than – as we'd hoped – coming in to sign Dobie from us, it seems that Megson has his beady little eye on signing Nathan Tyson for the Foxes.  Hopefully he's been sacked by Mandaric before he gets the chance...

Diversions..

There's been yet more posting of Forest-inspired music, including the godawful Robin Hood song that used to herald the team arriving on the pitch, and a tear-jerker about driving to Nottingham.  There's only one more song left to post, you'll be heartbroken to learn.  Probably the best thing I've noticed this month though, is when Luke 'goal machine' Chambers goes up for a corner or freekick, and puts on a virtuoso display of the finest 'jazz hands' seen at the City Ground for some time.

I would have spotted more diversions, but I've been completely transfixed by the Cadbury's advert featuring a gorilla playing the drums.  It rocks.

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