my dad & charlie & uncle stanley took me to my first game when i was 8 or 9 so as i was born in 1947 it was probably `1955/6 season memories are of a swirling fog and i was in the platt lane stand,sometimes you could barely see the other end! i can remember being very excited, and i told one of my uncle frank who supported united & used to pull my leg about city, that i was going to my first city game. He used to ride a motor bike and had an enormously long football scarf which he wrapped around his neck several times to keep him warm. He said i could borrow this scarf to where at the game, and i took it thinking how superb it looked. Only trouble was it was black & gold the colours of wolves, i didn’t realise and wore it any way thinking i looked really cool! when i got to the ground irealised my mistake, but in those days the worst remark i got was “you’ve got the wrong colours on lad!” city lost i think 3-4 but it was a great game and the seed was planted 53 years later i sit in the east stand and still love city!