There is something to be said about the huge degree of satisfaction which a lovely piece of tessellation provides.
In many ways, this was a very even game with nary a Rizla paper to be squeezed between the two sides. Admittedly, the home side enjoyed longer periods of pressure but did about as much with it as their opponents and so ultimately, a draw was a satisfactory outcome for all concerned.
Dougie Freedman elected to send out an unchanged - and previously victorious - side at Molineux which pretty much got down to it from the start, looking dangerous in attack and assured in midfield. Nelson Oliveira's early burst down the left scared the bejeezus out of the Wolves defence and Chris O'Grady had the ball in the net until a lino's flag spoiled all the fun and made us put our pop and crisps away.
Just when you felt it was all going to be alright, Ethan Ebanks-Landell popped up at the far post, rising above O'Grady to nod in and put Wolves into the ascendency. This was the first goal the home side had scored in front of their own crowd for approximately 63 games. It then went a little pear shaped as that pop we'd been saving seemed flat and the crisps went all soggy. Jordan Graham found his mojo and unleashed it all over Eric Lichaj while the previously fluid Forest midfield laboured like a labouring labrador.
Wolves started the second half just as they finished the first but were unable to conjure up a second goal which would almost definitely have put them out of sight. But they just couldn't do it. Sure, they created those types of chances that home sides tend to create when enjoying a decent spell of pressure, but a nervousness permeated the team.
Dougie rang the changes and called on Dexter Blackstock to do the one thing in which he undoubtedly still excels - pop one in at the far post. Miraculously, this he managed to do without conceding a foul and in doing so claimed a pretty much deserved point. This was no surprise to Jamie Paterson who called it as Dexter loitered on the touchline while a lino checked his studs for...whatever they check them for:
Dexter black stock got a goal in him here ⚽️— Jamie Paterson (@jamiepaterson12) December 11, 2015
One defeat, one draw and three wins in the last five games - this is something approximating a run. A good one at that too.
Despite a somewhat listless performance for the mid part of this encounter, Forest deserve credit for salvaging a point. Ben Osborn - magnificently tidy player that he is - was deployed out on the left for possibly one game too many. Although he has been stationed out there in the previous two consecutive victories - and been damn effective out there - he's not a left winger in the traditional sense; not even a tucked in left winger. Like Greg Halford deployed up front, this was only even going to be effective in the short term. Nelson Oliviera started the game like a man possessed but as the evening passed into the night, his decision making looked more suspect than a man with a stripy top and a bag marked 'swag' loitering in the more salubrious area of town.
So, Forest started and ended the game brightly and scored with a far post tap in from a set piece towards the end of the game while Wolves started and ended the game poorly and scored with a far post header from a set piece towards the start of the game. All in all, a wholly symmetrically pleasing game.