Memories so far...
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August 18th, 2010 Chloe Partington
My first memory of a special city game was when i was 7, although i was going when i was unborn (with my mum)This day was special because we sayed goodbye to Maine Road. I was a junior blue sat on the front row of the kipppax near the away fans waving my moonchester teddy around waiting to shake his hand at half time. my mum Tracey was being her usual self screamimg when we scored etc. After the game me,my uncles mark and chris and my dad michael all had a game of football outside the kippax entrance. i will never forget Maine road. also my mum and my teddy (and hand) are on page 261. in the Kevin Cummins book were not really here/city final season at main road(page pictured below),
thank you,
from Chloe Partington
(forever blue!!)
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August 18th, 2010 Anna Gale
I would hand out leaflets at the turnstyles which was organised by one of my teachers and then me and my mate would get in free but had to stand in the Kippax, which was brilliant as we got to soak up the atmosphere. That was my first experience of watching a football game in a stadium Excellent!
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August 18th, 2010 steven westwell
my first game was city-bolton,it was a cold december and i was sitting behind weaver and anelka scored twice. we lost 2-0. not the best 1st game
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August 18th, 2010 Joseba Arzelus
My first game was in Santander(spain)in UEFA Cup December 2008.
Santander is near Basque Country and we went by car in 2 hours from our home.
Lost 3-1 but the ambience was great, unforgetable…we had the oportunity to stay with the city fans in the same place in the stadium. The police saw our city shirts and we were moved to where they were.
AHH we are: Richard Mallet (the real City Fan since was born), Juan, Mikel and Joseba.
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August 18th, 2010 Phillip Taylor
I cant remember the exact match, but the team line up is imprinted on my blue soul.
CORRIGAN. CLEMENCE. DONACHIE.
DOYLE. WATSON. OAKS. BARNES .
BELL. ROYLE. HARTFORD. TUART
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August 18th, 2010 Mark Noakes
It was January 1981, and we had Norwich City at home in the FA Cup. I was 7 years old and sat with my Dad. Maine Road looked huge, I was sat right at the front of the Main Stand. The smells, the atmosphere, the friendliness of the people around me, the noise, oh the noise !!
We won 6-0, naturally I was hooked, however I would have been had we lost 6-0 ! Amazing experience.
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August 18th, 2010 Duncan Burnett
My first game was a boxing day clash between City and Huddersfield i was staying with along with my parents at Aunties in heald green we had travelled from Bognor Regis for the Christmas holidays. i was told that my christmas gift was a trip to Maine Rd to watch a live match a big thing for me a nine yr old as i had only seen City on the telly before. We arrived at the ground and i was amased to find me being greated by Neil Young and then taken into the dressing room to meet my heros francis Lee spoke to me for a few minutes along with the Buzzer and to cap it all big Malcolm A spoke to me. The day then went in a second the score i think was 1 each but what a start to viewing City!!!!
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August 18th, 2010 Gary Smale
My first memory is City v Leicester (I think) sat in the old Platt Lane End on the wooden benches. I went with my Dad, we paid to get in the Kippax and transferred for a shilling into the Platt Lane. City won 4-1 and the game was made even memorable by a very rare Gordon Banks own goal. It was happy days watching the then 1st Division Champions.
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August 18th, 2010 Sultan Alsharqi
it was last season on Saturday Sep/12 vs.Arsenal, I remember how it was really a great game,don’t you love it when we beat a big team with a big score. I hope we do it again with 4 big teams this season.
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August 18th, 2010 Noel O'Connor
My first City game was a Manchester derby in Maine Road on Sunday 7 November 1993. I was with my best mate, Graham, and the Dublin Branch of the Supporters Club. We travelled on the Saturday morning by ferry from Dublin to Hollyhead and then by coach to Manchester, staying overnight before the match on Sunday. What a match it was, Irish hero the Mighty Quinn had us 2-0 up at half time and life couldn’t have been better. Then the French villain Cantona scored 2 to even it up before the Irish villain Keane scored the winner. We were all gutted by the result that day, but, 17 years later I still have my best mate and many more in the Supporters Club in Dublin and beyond. As I have learned throughout my 35 years as a City fan, you will have good days and bad days but you will always have City and your mates. A True Blue forever.
Noel O’Connor