My first game was a derby match in 1968 my eldest brother Tony was emigrating to Australia and he promised to take me to a match. I should have gone to the Charity shield match the previous week when City played West Brom at Maine Road (They didnt play them at Wembley),I think City won 5-1 but my brother forgot to pick me up. Never mind he said there a better match next week against Man United again at Maine Road. City league Champions against European Cup winners some of the best players ever were playing, Bell, Lee and Summerbee, Best, Law and Charlton. I was 10 years old and never been to a professional match before in fact I had never seen so many people and never heard so much noise before that day. At the match, I was a bit scared because all sorts of objects were being thrown down the stand, I couldnt see the teams from where we stood so my brother told me to climb over the wall and sit on the bench where the police usually sit, so there I am sitting on this bench with the full match right in front of me when this policeman comes across and tells me to climb back over the wall otherwise he would throw me out (I wasnt doing any harm). The game finished 0-0 and John Ashton who had played a fantastic game in the European Cup final broke his leg. Our Tony still follows the Blues even though he has been in Oz for 40 years.