We had recently returned to England from New Zealand and my uncle took me to my first game. I was 15 and I loved football but out in NZ there wasn’t a lot of information about City so the whole experience was sensational. We won 4-1 and Bell, Young, Coleman and Summerbee scored but I drove my uncle crackers by constantly asking about the (then) No. 7 – Francis Lee. I thought he was magic then and I never changed my mind!
A fantastic start to my City life: Champions ‘68, FA cup ‘69, League cup and ECWC ‘70!!!
I thought it would always be like that; how wrong could I be? Still, I wouldn’t change anything!