Blue Army column by Paul Jones: Revenge so sweet for Leicester City fans

Wayne Bridge apart, it is doubtful that there was anybody in football who felt more satisfaction at Saturday tea-time than the players and followers of Leicester City.

Yes, the real importance of Nottingham Forest's visit to the Walker Stadium centred on banking three more points towards what is becoming a more and more realistic promotion push.

But for players and supporters alike it was also about erasing the memory of that awful, awful day by the Trent back in December.

City did exactly that sending the bulk of the near-32,000 crowd into such a state of ecstasy that it is hard to recall an occasion on which the stadium has rocked to the extent that it did when Andy King prodded home the goal which underlined that it was to be City's day.

Leicester have played better, it has to be said, but the result on this occasion was all that mattered.

In fact we have now reached the stage of the season, with everything to be played for, when the final scoreline in any game is all that counts.

"How sweet was that?" said one jubilant City fan as he met his mates on the concourse after the final whistle. It did not need a response – anyone in blue knew the answer.

Few, though, would have put the price of a pint on the 3-0 result after a tight first half, which was nothing less than an arm-wrestle for supremacy.

"I think Forest just had the edge," was one view which was probably not too far off the mark with the visitors having begun to probe after City's promising start.

"We need someone more creative in midfield. Waghorn's just getting out-muscled up front on his own," was another review of the first 45 minutes which were lively enough without either side being able to stamp their authority on proceedings.

So it continued with chances at a premium after the break and deadlock looking the order of the day. Then, from nowhere, Bruno Berner rammed the ball into the roof of the net – and the genie was out of the bottle, resplendent in a blue shirt.

Moments later , Paul Gallagher's gem of a free-kick gave City breathing space, King's eye for goal then sending the Forest fans looking for the nearest exit.

Elsewhere it was party time. The Mexican wave, too often an indication of boredom around grounds, sprung up but, on this occasion, it was a sign of celebration for the Blue Army, who booed and jeered lustily when the visitors – those who remained – refused to join in.

Hardly a surprise there but, if you arrive at a ground mocking your rivals to the tune of "5-1 on your big day out," you should be big enough to take it on the chin when fortunes are reversed.

Forest's supporters, rather like their side on Saturday, disappeared when the difficult questions were posed. Taunts of "3-0 on your big day out" must have felt like salt in gaping wounds.

"I never saw that coming," admitted more than one Foxes fan when the final whistle went. "It had 0-0 written all over it."

True. It was no classic but Leicester supporters, particularly those who went through the indignity of their side's humbling at the City Ground, will not be bothered about that. Not a jot.