It was wed 22nd April, a cold rainy night match. I had supported city from 8 years old albeit from a distance. My older bother also supported the blues. Out of the blue my dad told us he was taking us to watch this mid week match. I remember catching buses from Barnsley to Sheffield. I was really excited to be going to my first ever football game. I don’t have many memories of the game itself and cant remember the first two goals. However I am nearly certain it was Tony Coleman who got the winner for City and sent Wednesday down to Division 2. Don’t remember much of the journey home neither other than being in a taxi rank in Barnsley watching football on TV while waiting for a taxi back to Royston. I have been a City supporter ever since although seldom an active one. However I have been to many games over the years with many ups and downs. (all part of being a City fan) Although my memories of this game are limited it is still there in my mind. My younger brother followed in our footsteps, eventually becoming a long term season ticket holder. City till I die.

My first city game was a friday night game against huddersfield town, it was raining cats and dogs and was colder than pre USSR, we lost 1-0 and was the most boring game ever yet still wouldnt change it for the world

My first attendance at Maine Road was in October 1944 as a 10 year old boy with my cousin Roy Kyte. City were playing Crewe Alexandra and drew 1 -1 with a player named Heale scoring City’s Goal. It was a sunny afternoon and the sky blue shirts made a great impression on me and the ground was so impressive and both being boys we could sit on the barrier behind the goal half way up the terracing at what was known as the scoreboard end. This was when it was only Regional North football and you did not know who was playing for the teams. The programme which was one sheet printed on both sides and the teams had a lot of A N. Others printed on it

My first ever City game was away at Stoke. I was on the way to a town & country festival at Kenilworth for August bank Holiday weekend and City were away at Stoke on the Saturday so I thought I might as well nip in on the way down the M6. Things did not start well as my car was vandalised the night before so I had to get to the scrappers 1st thing to get a wing mirror and rear light cluster. Whilst climbing through the scrapped cars I got covered in dog muck so I had to drive back home in my boxers. I fixed the car, packed up, flew down the M6 and got there 10 mins after kick off. The ground was packed and the city faithful were not happy with Alan Ball as we got beat 2-1, and subsequently he got the sack come bank holiday morning. Also making his debut for City that day was a little striker called Paul Dickov following a 1m move from Arsenal and who’d have thought he’d have been so instrumental in City’s history.

I was 7. My dad was going on for weeks on end before the match about how amazing the Kippax experience is.
Nothing could prepare you for the real thing…Walking up the steps and out the tunnel it hit you!
I was home.

F.A.Cup versus Sunderland. My Dad and Uncle took me to the game and I will always remember the crowd outside the Kippax waiting to get in. City with Bell, Lee, March in the team were clear favourites not only to win the game but the cup itself having beaten Liverpool in the previous round. Sunderland clear underdogs had future City legends Tueart and Watson in their team. The game finished 2-2, with City coming back from 2-1 down. The game and the atmosphere was fantastic and I could not wait for the next game. The result did not matter and of course City would win the reply! Of course that was not to be either and as we know Sunderland went on to win the F.A. Cup with another upset against Leeds United.

At the age of 14 my parents allowed me to travel from Oldham to Maine Road with schoolmates. We went to see City v QPR – Stan Bowles, Gerry Francis, Phil Parkes and strange red & black halved shirts. We were so eager that we were at the ground at 1pm and queued for the Platt Lane turnstiles to open.
We sat in the third or fourth row from the front, in order to be close to the action, and consequently could see little of play at the North Stand end!! The game was a 0-0 draw – as was the next home game (v Newcastle) but I was bitten by the City bug and was fortunate to start watching the Blues during the great 76/77 Season. If only we’d won on my first game then we’d have won the title…..

My coach at Soccer school got us some free tickets for this game, my Mum took me and we bought a programme and a hot dog.

It was a good game even though we drew 0-0, I enjoyed the Portsmouth game on 21st September when we beat them 6-0.

I love going to the games and my best players are Benjani, Hart and Robinho.
This is me with Elano and Geovanni.

My first live game was against Luton in 82-83 season. 0-1 and relegated, but I was stood in the Kippax and could tell i was home. I believe we dont choose City, City chooses us……..

It was the 12th February 1955 that as a 13 year old I went along to see my beloved Manchester City for the very first time. It was at Old Trafford and was back in the days when you queued to get in paid cash at the turnstile and stood Red & Blue side by side without battering each other. This was an awesome introduction to City who ravaged United 5-0 on their own turf and was the third win of the season against the old enemy having already won the league game and FA Cup game at Maine Road. It was the ‘Revie Plan’ that screwed United with goals from Hart, Fagan 2 and Hayes 2. Roy Clarke also scored a screamer which was ruled out for offside. 53 years later and Blue blood still roars through my veins and good times are coming once again. Yes 12th February 1955 was the start of this passionate love affair and without doubt was a defining moment in my life.