N O V E M B E R   2 1
G R I F F I N   P A R K
B E N T F O R D   2
F O R E S T   1

Everybody knows that Giuseppe Garibaldi invented Nottingham Forest 150 years ago, but very few people know about the curse.

One day Benito's Grand Circus pitched up in the town where the young Giuseppe lived, and that evening he set off from his dad's biscuit factory wearing his new red shirt and headed towards the collection of torch-lit tents and stalls. He could not afford the main show, so chose to enter the tented stall of Signora Catenaccio the fortune teller. The old crone gazed into her crystal ball and her eyes lit up. "You will be famous," she declared. "You will develop your father's biscuits into a traditional favourite, you will unite our disparate states into the country of Italy, and you will invent a football club called Nottingham Forest which will play in the colours of your new red shirt and have glorious success. Now you must cross my palm with silver."

"Alas," said Giuseppe, "I have no silver, but I must pay you for your services with a bag of my dad's biscuits."

The old crone flew into a rage. "I curse you and your future!" she screamed. "Your father's biscuits will be peppered with dead flies, Italy will turn out to be a complete basket case, and, after a period of success, Nottingham Forest will turn out to be the unluckiest football team in the world and end up being owned by an Eastern fridge magnet, managed by an over cautious Scot, and beaten by a series of second rate dossers who score scabby excuses for goals often after suspiciously extended periods of added time."

And that's why Forest were beaten on Saturday, even though they were the better side, and why Forest will continue to struggle until the curse is lifted. There really is no other explanation.

S E A S O N   2 0 1 5 / 2 0 1 6

01 07.08.15 HOVE 1 FOREST 0
03 18.08.15 FOREST 0 CHARLESTON 0
04 22.08.15 BOLN 1 FOREST 1
05 29.08.15 FOREST 1 CAERDYDD 2
06 12.09.15 QPL 1 FOREST 2
07 15.09.15 BOREMINGHAM 0 FOREST 1
09 24.09.15 UDDERSFEEL 1 FOREST 1
10 03.10.15 FOREST 0 UL 1
11 16.10.15 BRISTOLS 2 FOREST 0
12 20.10.15 FOREST 1 SHY MOOR FOLK 1
13 24.10.15 FOREST 1 DIPSWITCH 1
14 31.10.15 WENDIES 1 FOREST 0
15 03.11.15 NOB END 1 FOREST 0
16 06.11.15 FOREST 1 SHEEP 0
17 21.11.15 BENTFORD 2 FOREST 1

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, creeps in this petty pace from day to day, to the last syllable of recorded time; and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury signifying nothing.