A long way have we yet to go and a massive respect to all that are trying to get us there.My first city game was at eastlands watching spurs beat us ,was a really awful day and have sulked ever since.. however the sun is about to shine again…City Till I Cry

The first year after the war the FA Cup was played on a 2 Leg basis. City played the now defunct Bradford Park Avenue and having won the first leg away 3-1 the Wednesday game following it looked a formality. No floodlights then of course, the K.O was at 3pm. I truanted from school that afternoon to be there and City lost 8-2!!!. The Bradford forward line boasted Len Shackleton and Johnny Downie who each scored 2 and an amateur centre forward called A.H.Gibbons who scored 4!
Oh Yes, City had Frank Swift in goal!!. It was on 30th Jan 1946. How do I remember all of this so vividly after all these years?, easy, it was my 14th birthday!! Back at school the following day word had got around and the Headmaster sent for me and I got 3 raps of the cane. We have all suffered for City!.

I first went to Maine Road for my elder brother Craig’s birthday treat on an August evening in 1970 for a game against Blackpool, I believe. I was only 6 years old, I had just been enthused by Brazil in the World Cup and was looking forward to seeing live football. I can’t remember the score, all I can remember is that the North Stand was a building site and I kept saying to my Dad ‘Is that the real Franny Lee, like on the telly? And is that the real Colin Bell?’

my first game,my father took me to watch city play at burnley. the score ended 0-0 with dennis tueart missing 2 penalties.the first one he scored but had to be retaken after asa hartford stepped in the box. fighting between the fans broke out after the game and my father never took me away again.i knew it was going to be fun and games watching city from that day on.

This was the first game of any description that I ever attended. I was sat in block A of the Main Stand right next to the tunnel and as soon as I walked through the concourse that Easter afternoon I knew I would be doing this for many years to come.
I was brought up in the seventies and still love this period with all my heart. I can still remember when those lovely shinny kits appeared a couple of years later. We were watching the worst ever England team in history but how could a schoolboy not love watching England when we had that wonderful stylish Admiral kit!
Going back to the match my memories for some reason are of all the cigarette lighters going off in the other stands, the roar of the crowd and listening to grown ups moan and moan! There was an old man who was about one hundred and twenty five years old sat next to me and boy did he play hell when I swung my rattle round in the Main Stand.
Other lovely memories of the period then and into the early eighties were, why did we have a dog on the pitch every week, also I`m sure we even had the pleasure of a fox and a cat running around the hallowed turf!
For the record City lost 3-0 that day to three late goals from David Fairclough (2) and Steve Heighway.
Match Ticket £1.00
Programme 10p
Memories Priceless

FA Cup 4th Round I think, may have been 3rd but it was definitely in January..
My mate Dave was going up with a bunch of his mates from the Southampton OSC and asked if I fancied coming with, he knew I was starting to take an interest in City after years of chopping and changing teams, so I said yeah, why not?..
The Saturday came and I met him at the station, 4 pack of Carlsberg at the ready, dead excited about the day ahead of us. We met up with the lads from Southampton on the train and proceeded to take over the buffet car, in those days the only place on the train where people could smoke. The rest of the journey was filled with jokes, insults and just general footy banter that goes on..
We got to Waterloo about lunchtime and found our connection to Brentford easy enough considering the number of empty cans we left with Southwest Trains. There were a few other Blues on the train and a few songs started up, which I tried to join in with as best I could, not easy for a rookie I’ll admit..
At Brentford station I got a bit of kudos for knowing it’s the only ground in Britain with a pub at each corner, or at least it was back then.. Anyway, we soon found the away pub and stood outside, in what i remember was unseasonably warm sunshine, until the City coach came over the bridge next to the pub and a huge cheer went up from the Blues in and around the pub, I loved it..
Match time approached and I found a souvenir seller, and boy did I get into the spirit of things! City pin badge, City bucket hat, City t-shirt was soon snapped up and proudly displayed along with my first King of the Kippax too, I was suddenly City Boy!
Now, after all the various alcoholic refreshment I had enjoyed that day, the match passed im a bit of a blur, but i vividly remember the goal, Nick Summerbee picking it up and slapping one in from about 20 yards, great goal, and that got the whole end up and bouncing, the few thousand Blues in the lower tier where we were all stood just went beserk!
Match over, we all merrily wound our way back to Waterloo, City chants filling the train and slowly settled into a happy, drunken City filled slumber back home..
What a day, what a club, City Til I Die from that day forward

I was 8 when I went to my first city match with my dad,the memory of this day will never leave me. I can still remember the buzz from the crowd as we walked towards Maine Rd and the feeling I got as we entered the stadium.We played Barnsley and athough we lost the atmosphere never faded, and I murmerd sounds just to join in, i was hooked! It was in my blood – like my dad I was blue through and through!
At 26 I’ve been on the rollacoaster ride that is City ever since!

From my grandfather down, we’re all Blues. My Father was in the 84,000 crowd against Stoke and also the lowest 8,000 against Swindon. he’s still alive must be something of a record?
i’d grown up watching City and will never forget the 69 cup final. my Dad promised me when i was 9 he’d take me to Maine Road. So December 1970 Huddersfield Town at home it was. they were managed by the late Ian Greaves and a young Frank Worthington was playing for them. how many people remember Huddersfiels in the 1st division (as was) and that Frank Worthington played for them?
That was the start of City becoming a huge part of my life and they have been ever since. You name the game i was most probably there?
I always love this football club!

My memory of my first city when I was 9 years old I went with my step dad Paul who loves city as much as me it was
with his friend called Nick and my friend called George and we won 3-2 but the really funny part was when this man got chased across the pitch by policeman and when he reached the corner flag he pulled his pants down and the cameraman moved the camera in his direction.

My first Ever city Game was Manchester City VS Nottingham Forest on the 3rd January 2009. When we got beat 3-0. But I hope we get them Back. My favourite City Player Is Daniel Sturridge. On Saturday Me and my dad is going to Manchester City VS Wigan. When me and my dad went to Manchester City VS Nottingham Forest We was sitting east level 1 right next to the stairs.