My first game was against West Ham in the 1995/96 relegation season when I was 7 years old. My Dad, being a City fanatic, was desperate to take me to a game but I’d never shown much interest until out of the blue I asked him if we could go and see a game. We won the game 2-1, Niall Quinn scoring twice and West Ham had a 15 year old in goal. I just remember being amazed by the noise where we were sat in the North Stand and how everyone just went crazy when we scored, i was hooked! I also remember Dad shouting at people around us for swearing because I was a kid, and in those days people duly apologised and just got on with watching the game, not sure that would happen now. I’ve now been a seasoncard holder for five years and don’t miss a game. I lost my Dad a year ago and am forever thankful for him to taking me to my first game, as watching City in the following has given me so much pleasure over the years, albeit with a lot of heartache! I’ll never forget my first game, it was the start of something good!

- Jamie