I was only 5 at the time, so i can’t remember much. But i can remember how bitterly cold it was. I’d been given the ticket the day before as my Christmas present. I remember cheering when the goal went in, only for my Grandad to tell me that it was Port Vale who had scored, and not city. A 1-0 loss to Port Vale isn’t the greatest of first games to attend at Maine Road, but it’s been the first of many.

I was born in Australia and came to England in 1989 as a 7 yr old, so wasn’t into football, however I started boarding school in 1993 and one of the bedrooms had a Man City sticker on it, so wanting to know more I supported them. I was offered the chance to go to the “swales out, Lee in” game but was too young, but then we got tickets for Man City v Arsenal in November 1995 and I didnt need to think twice when asked if i wanted to go and when I got there, Miane Road was massive and although we lost 1-0 I was hooked for life and have had a season ticket since 2003. City til I die!

I will never forget my first trip to Maine Rd – an evening mid week fixture in the old UEFA cup and the opponents the mighty AC Milan.
I can still remember the anticipation and butterflies I had as I climbed the last steps to to the stand where I would eventually take my place. But as I reached the top and caught the first glimpse of the hallowed turf, the lights, colour, noise and excitement hit me. I knew I was at my rightful home – wow!
The atmosphere was electric, the singing, the slick football, the happiness – it was some concoction.A good City team played some great football and they added to what was an unforgettable evening.
I think it was 2-2 from the first leg and the result of the game I watched was by the way 3-0! But that didn’t matter – I was spellbound by the experience which has stayed with me ever since.
It is something I am looking forward to sharing with my young twin boys who as soon as they are old enough (almost 2 now) will have the privilege of enjoying that ‘first game’ experience.

City took hold of me that day and ever since – City til I die.

Richard

my first city game was city v charlton ath maine road 1986 when city thrashed charlton 5-1 in the old division 2 and gained promotion that day simmo was awsome that day great day for all city faithfull great memories ctid keep the faith

My first game was when i was 8 years old. It was the second leg of the 1st round of the league cup. City had been drawn against Notts County and had already given themselves a 2-0 lead over them in the 1st leg.

I traveled down to Maine road with my father, very excited, it was like xmas to me. Wearing my shirt and scarf proud, we headed through the turnstiles and up into the Kippax Stand. I stood and waited in anticipation for the players to come out. A few minutes later out the tunnel they came. The next 90 minutes were a bit of a blur, from all the jumping and cheering i was doing. City came out and dominated the game, winning 7-1. Notts County’s goal went unnoticed by the City fans, and i believe even the team, a poor goal chipped straight over Nicky Weaver, was no match for the mighty Blues. City were through to the second round of the league cup, with a 9-1 aggregate thrashing upon Notts County.

I remember leaving the stadium, i didn’t want to, i had to get home for school the next day. “Don’t expect that every week son” my father said to me as we got back into the car to make the trip home.

That day i became a true blue, and returned many times to Maine Road, and now Eastlands, and will make the trip to my holy Manchester, as often as i possibly can.

C.T.I.D

As i walked through the stadium doors i herd people’s clattering footsteps. As the game went on and when city scored a goal i roared like a lion when he sees his pray. When i looked at my uncle and the people who supported city looked so happy that city won buy 2-1 but timisoara’s fans looked so upset.

I WOULD TOTALLY GO AGAIN !!!

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I’ll never forget my first home game. I went with my dad or rather I took my dad because he was disabled and in a wheelchair. I was the youngest of five and my 2 brothers had escorted my dad in his little disabled mini car up until then,but as they had moved away from home my dad said “OK, Lin, it’s your turn now!” At that time there was no disabled area of the ground and football stadia were not required to provide facilities for disabled people. So we all sat on the touchline-ther were no hoardings then! City were playing Everton and we scored first quite early on in the game. I thought that we had won, not realising that they could have come back at us and equalised or even won-well, I was only very young at the time and it was my first game! In the end we did win 1-0 and what cemented my love of City and my everlasting support was that I threw the ball back to the legendary Colin Bell when it went into touch. I continued acting as “ball-girl” until sadly the disabled crowd could not sit on the touchline anymore and we were moved to the stands. My dad is no longer alive but me,my husband and 2 of our children keep flying the flag for City as season ticket holders in the South stand. He would have been proud of the way City are playing now and I am forever indebted to him for taking me all those years ago! God Bless him!

Rain stopped play. No not a tennis match but the score by which City led in a 4th round F A Cup match. My older brother took me to my first City match as a birthday treat and what an experience!
I saw Denis Law score all 6 City goals before a torrential storm and waterlogged pitch stopped the game with only 21 minutes remaining. In (then!) typical City fashion, we lost the replayed game 3-1 (with Law scoring again). It was something of a mixed blessing that having to attend school prevented me from attending the second game…….

My first City game was in 1977 Monday 26/12/1977 city 4 newcastle 0 I first became interested in city when I worked for Colin Bell at his restaurant in Whitefield, hence my son became interested too and wanted a city strip, I bought him the strip for xmas and told him I would take to the next home match if I wasnt working that day,of course the next home match was the following day Boxing day so I had to take him, Colin Bell came on for the second half after being out injured, and the crowd went mad, I had tears in my eyes and from then on I was hooked. I now take my Grandchildren.

My dad allowed me and my sister to travel from Carlisle on the train to watch City V Liverpool on Easter Monday 1976. We had to ask a policeman how to get to the ground and we caught the 77 bus. Once at the ground we spent a fortune in the club shop! We sat in the main stand next to Platt Lane and watched as we got soundly beaten 3-0. However this did not diminish my love of City and many years on I am still a Season ticket holder travelling down from Carlisle for every game.