Mourning, after the night before

It's a real September day, here in the palatial grounds of forestblog HQ, proper football weather in fact, and sufficiently uplifting to encourage me to look forward to the next match; just as when I go for a job interview, I always believe I'm going to get it, similarly I always think Forest will win. Obviously I tend to be wrong on both counts, at the moment anyway ...

Whilst it's important not to dwell, and to move on, in life as in football, nevertheless, it's fair to say that this weekend's calamities can in part be put down to the somewhat unfortunate, and substantial disruption to the Forest defence - Joe Kinnear was claiming that he only had about ten fit players to travel down to Plymouth, and whilst we know this to be footballese for 'We have one or two injuries, and therefore we're getting our excuses in early' this is nevertheless a good illustration of how thin the Forest squad is. It also suggests that one or two more of the kids may have to grow up, slightly earlier than planned this season, and that Joe K. may have to bring in a couple of handy loan signings.

Apparently Joe K. is mates with Wenger, so maybe they'll loan us one of their wonderkids - a centre half would be handy, and a left back might come in useful, for when Little Alan runs out of puff.

Welcome to the working week ...