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Mark Robins

Bleurgh. So, in a nutshell, since our last update (apologies for the sloppiness, it would never have happened in mylo’s day) we’ve won a game and kept a clean sheet, lost two league games, drawn one and been knocked out of the Carling Cup at Ewood Park. We forgot to mention the following things: Ryan Bennett, Scott Griffiths, Swine Flu, Ben Amos, Marco Cereste, Gillian Beasley, letters to councillors, Colin Hill, Elliot Omozusi, James McKeown, Histon, Lanre Oyebanjo, Fant-Tastic Telecom, Jamie Day’s contract, Fergie Out, Fergie In, beach balls, Andy Dibble and Darren Ward.

Now we’re all up to speed, how about today’s game? Well, we looked pretty handy up until the game resumed following George Boyd’s penalty. Then it all went tit-shaped and for all our huffing (hoofing?) and puffing (poofing? No, puffing) we got nowhere and rarely threatened Luke Steele - who got a thoroughly undeserved hostile reception from some sections of the London Road End.

What have we learned? Nothing we didn’t know already. We need a third, and probably fourth, striker in the squad. Batt’s just not good enough. Danny Rose must have some dirt on Harry Redknapp  to still be in the Spurs squad, we need a new right back, the defence is disorganised and sloppy, Pearce may as well not be here, Morgan’s having a nightmare of a season, the midfield just ain’t right, we really miss CMS when he’s not there and to compete in this division you need to throw some money at quality players.

Anyway, onwards and upwards, I’m sure we can take something from the next three games. Now, let’s see, who have we got?

Awww, bum.

It’s going to be a long, cold, lonely winter, folks.

Billy. What kind of a name is that for a grown man?

This is starting to get depressing now. Another defeat, another poor performance, another weekend ruined. To sum up the game as quickly as possible: Woeful, windy first half, poor passing, no movement, Joe Lewis knocked silly and replaced by James McKeown, Paul Coutts clobbered and replaced by Lee Frecklington. Half time. Second half: GOAL! Aaron McLean heads in brilliantly from a Tommy Williams corner. “Hooray,” we all shout. “Perhaps today we can win. Perhaps this can be the turning point, perhaps… oh bollocks they’ve equalised.” Freak goal, blame the wind, blame McKeown, blame the laws of physics, blame whatever you want, but it’s 1-1 and Posh need to react in a positive manner. Scrub that, it’s 1-2 and Posh heads have dropped. Have no fear though, from our bench containing a goalkeeper, centre half, two midfielders and three wingers, Ferguson is going to give Forest something to think about by bringing on skillful Tottenham lad Danny Rose. He looked half decent on Tuesday, seems to have grown a bit though… Oh crap it’s Shaun Batt.

So, where do we go from here? Have your say on our London Road End forum.