My first city match was against villa, I went with my dad and my sister. I didn’t really know what to expect but my sister and my dad told me I would love it. When i first saw the stadium I thought that it was amazing and I couldn’t wait to get inside. The match was great and i got to see my first goal which was scored by Johnson just after half time. The best thing about my first match was definitely the fans they really made the stadium have an electric atmosphere. Ever since that day i have been addicted to city and i don’t know what I’d do now if i missed a match!

lost 1 nil and sun ji hai scored an own goal
only true city fans come back after that!

City had won the second division title the year before and were promoted. My dad (united fan) said if city got promoted i could go to watch them at home if i went to Old Trafford with him, In the end i went with friends to city only and the season after we won the league. The Burnley game was a my 5th birthday treat. we won 3-2 Photo is of Me,Ian Bunting(brother in law) and Phil Bunting Nephew

I watched my first City game on norwegian TV in 1975. City in their beautiful skyblue shirts won 4-0 against Wolves. I was eight years old and had found my favourite club.

Baard Egil Dyrhol

Living just off Maine Road in Moss Side, I was brought up with Manchester City and loved the atmosphere on match days. I used to look out of the window watching all the crowds go by and listening for the cheers once the match had started. Finally, aged 7, I got the chance to go to a game with my family. We sat in the Platt Lane end on the wooden bench seats. I remember walking to our seats and thinking how huge the place was. I don’t remember who we were playing but I got the bug from that day on and from the age of 10, I used to pay my £1.80 with my friend to get into the Kippax. We couldn’t see anything so used to ask someone to lift us on the sides of the tunnels and sit on there for the whole game. We had a great view! Later, I became a season ticket holder and have supported City all my life. I don’t live near Maine Road anymore but have some great memories of it.

My first city game was when i was about 10, i came with my dad, the one thing i remember the most is,chearing through out the whole game even when they hafnt scored.

My first City game was in the 2002/2003 season and City had the impossible task of playing Fulham. I was 5 years old and was being accompanied by two of my uncle’s. My favourite memory of that fantastic game was when City scored an awesome goal. I will always remember the way the crowd roared and cheered, the atmosphere was amazing. Also in that game was one of David James’s greatest saves. The final score was 1-1.

One dark ,wintry night, spent in an endless queue for tickets into the Kippax.My father, brother and me! We were playing Liverpool, my father’s team.We were crammed into the stand, it seemed like everyone was holding each other up.I could hardly see the game. We scored,the crowd surged forwards,a hand tapped my fathers trilby off his head and it flew over rows of heads infront of us.It never came back!!!
Come on, hand it over!

My heroes were coming to town, well Oxford anyway. We lived 20 miles away in Buckinghamshire.

The closest I had got to my idols up till then was walking round the corner to a family friends house to watch Match of the Day on a colour TV. They were City through and through.

My father was not a fan, didn’t understand the game, but he got press ganged into taking me to see my beloved City at Oxford Utd.

So off we went, with a crate for me to stand on, I was only 12!

The only problem was my old man had no idea about fan segregation, ends or violence, so we bought a ticket and proceeded to stand right in the middle of the home supporters (London Rd end).

Well done Dad!

Actually they took pity on us and I was a bit of a star, cheering every goal, and there were plenty. Seven in total, luckily five to City.

I only remember one goal, a Denis Law header. That seals the year, as he only arrived on a free in the summer of 73 and I went to the League Cup final against Wolves later that season, so it must have been 1973.

I saw Colin Bell, Tony Book, Glyn Pardoe, Tommy Booth, Mike Summerbee, Francis Lee, Alan Oakes and Big Joe.

I went back to Oxford many times as I got older, it had a great atmosphere. I remember OPR, Chelsea, Orient, Wolves, Bolton, Sunderland and even the Rags. Needless to say I was an Oxford supporter on all those days, but I never returned to the London Rd end, the memories were to precious, my first City game amongst the yobs.

I did return to Oxford to watch City many years later. I can’t tell you the year, probably about 1986. After getting off the train we were collected by the local constabulary, but we were marched to the London Road turnstiles, at which point we realised this wasn’t the local constabulary as they didn’t know which end was which. Probably brought in for the match. After a few strong words and bottles in the air we ended up in the right place.

I think it was a one nil win.

I live in Western Australia now, so live starved of decent football, but those days on terraces at Oxford, Wycombe, Wimbledon, West Ham, Arsenal, Bristol Rovers, Cardiff, Chelsea, Luton, QPR, Saints, Spurs etc will live with me forever.

Maine Road is the real memory and it’s still home.

The game has changed the passion has subsided, so I hold all those memories dear.

First game in 1973, and I was there at Wembley in 1999, and I am still always there, maybe now not in body, but all the passion remains.

CTID

Ian Spencer

it was this season and i was sat in the colin bell stand and it was also shay givens debut and criag bellamy scored