Do Foxes piss on Trees?

February 27th: Leicester City v Nottingham Forest (Championship)

Time for revenge. That's the feeling. Forest deservedly hammered City back in December, and now it's time to pay them back. We just have to. These are the thoughts that have been dominant all week leading up to this game. Whether it's a good, hard, bare-arsed spanking or a 1-0 win from a late, dodgy penalty is irrelevant. As long as thousands of Forest fans go home as miserable as we did all those weeks ago, it'll be a good day. And if we lose? Well, that's just unthinkable. It can't happen, can it? Actually, being a Leicester fan, I'm all too aware that yes, it can happen. Almost certainly will happen. Not that I don't believe in the team, I just know what it's like being a Leicester fan. No. We'll win this. Definitely.

Before kick-off it's obvious that we've got close to a sell-out here. The atmosphere, obviously, is better than usual.

The first half is enjoyable enough but neither side manages to make the scoreboard twitch. At half time, the nerves are still there. Forty five minutes to do something. I'm back to thinking we can do them here.

City pick up some momentum in the early going of the second half, and in the 68th minute we see some good work by Richie Wellens and a ruthless finish from Bruno Berner to put City in front. The whole place, save for one corner, explodes. Magic.

Eleven minutes later, City get a free kick on the edge of the Trees' box, which Paul Gallagher neatly places in the far corner to double the lead. Once more, the whole house goes mental. We've barely had time to catch our breath when Andy King fires a Berner cross in for the third. Red shirts in the away end start to exit. Today is a good day.

Afterwards, I manage to drag Helen along for a drink with a few mates (namely Ben, his mate Mark, and Chris).

[I learn some interesting things over the next hour or so. Chris's girlfriend thinks he's an unfunny twat. Ben had his leg stitched up without anaesthetic because the doctor told him to 'man up'. Mark used to play table tennis for Redditch. All exciting stuff.]

Anyway, 3-0. How about that for payback?

Final score: Leicester 3 West Bridgford Trees 0