My Dad decided to take me to the last game of the season in 1991 against Sunderland. A ritual which we repeated for the next 4 years, my dad used to write a letter a month before requesting tickets along with a cheque! A far cry from the current online ticket system – your be pleased to know I buy my dads tickets now!!

Driving up from Shrewsbury my dad explained how important this game was for both sides, if Sunderland lost they got relegated, and if City won we would finish above United. This was quite hard as a 9 year old to comprehend, let alone realise the importance given my allegiance to City.

I can remember the noise each time we scored, and the noise of the Sunderland supporters, who sang incessantly the entire game. At half time my Dad took me to the toilet , where I joined in to what seemed like 500 people singing ‘If you all hate Man United clap your hands’ something which I told all my school mates on Monday morning!.

We won 3-2 with Niall Quinn scoring 2, and David White getting one. Still my favourite game, and will be until next time we are pride of Manchester – which will come!

(In the picture is my fiance, her dad thinks she supports Liverpool!)