My first match was City vs Newcastle on November 5th 1966. My Dad took me (then a wide-eyed 8 year old) to Maine Road, where we stood in the Kippax. Everything seemed enormous, the stands, the pitch, floodlights and especially the noise. I’d had my first fix of the addiction that is Manchester City. I’m sure the score was one each and at some point the goalkeeper was taken off because Tony Book pulled on the green jersey and pulled off a spectacular diving penalty save. Hooked from then on and still go to every match I can despite having moved to Lincoln for work.