was 16, not my first game but memorable for many reasons, managed to get tickets for the replay, it was my maths o level next day so parents said i couldn’t go, so me and my friend walked to the motorway turn on, {leyland one} with a sign, “got tickets , no transport” within 5 mins a coach full of city fans stopped, went to wembley, low light of my city life was the luton game, live in australia now but still up at 2am to watch, best compliment ever was when a mate said, dave, we cann call your wife ugly, your dog a mongrel and you don’t stir, but call city and you rise up like a cut snake