The first City game I remember going to was on, Wednesday march 7th 1979 v Borussia Monchengladbach in the UEFA cup quarter final.

We had beaten the mighty AC Milan in the previous two legs 5-2 on aggregate.

It was a complete surprise to me that I was even going, “We have to get home quickly, you’re going to watch City tonight” said my Mum as we walked home from my junior school gates.

The City line up on the night was full of City legends. It included the likes of to name just a few Power,Donachie, Hartford, and Barnes.

I was so excited going to the game, and in the ground the atmosphere was electric. We drew 1-1 on the night but unfortunately lost the away leg and went out 4-2 on aggregate. It was too late though, I had been bitten by the City bug, and there was no turning back.

I remember fondly how I always wore my full kit to the games under my clothes, as my dad always told me that if they were short I might get a game. So I went to all those games with my full kit on complete with shin pads, and with my boots in a bag.

Funnily enough they were never quite that short, I never got on, but I never stopped believing.

I have stopped bringing my boots and shin pads now.

But you never stop believing.