my first match was man city v west Brom and i have becomeing to all the match up to 2006 and then i move to spain , but i till come over to see the boys ,thanyoumr H armstrong i was 8 and city won 2-1

I went to see BURY PLAY city at Maine Road in 1948 with my Father. City won 4.0 after that I was totally hooked and have been ever since

At the age of 10 I went to Maine Road with my Dad to watch City against Arsenal we sat in the Main Stand near the tunnel. I cannot remember much about the actual game, except Arsenal won 3 nil. The lasting memory came at the end of the game when all the City players lifted Frank Swift shoulder high, which was a feet in itself. He received a lap of honour and was still being carried down the tunnel and I am positive the players would be relieved to get to the dressing room and put him down. However obviuosly Swifty returned at the start of the next season as Alex Thurlow who was the 2nd keeper had TB and was not fit to play. Swifty came out of retirement and played the first 4 games, until Alex was fit again.

September 14th 1946. My Father took me to see City play Millwall at the Den. The great Frank Swift was in goal for City. He used to amaze the crowd with the ease with which he was able to catch the ball with his huge hands. He was a truely great goalkeeper. City won 3-1 that afternoon,Constantine scored all 3 goals and City went on to win the 2nd division championship, as it was then. I have been a City supporter ever since through thick and thin, and always will be.

for heavens sake, so long ago, the memories fade with time, just ask anyone in the 70s,i know it was a freezing cold winters day when frank swift came strolling out of the tunnel, as a small boy, he seemed to me to be a giant of a man and reaching the goal posts he tossed his flat cap into the corner of the net, then turned to face the enemy, there were no parades in those days, nor a warm up, you came out , the coin was tossed, and the game began, i think sam barkas was in defense but i think it was too soon for roy clarke, and the score escapes me also, like i said, when you reach the 70s, the memories fade, but frank swift walking to the goal mouth is indelibly linked in the memory bank,and the rodney marsh debut thats one ill never forget nor i imagine will the other 50,000 at maine rd that day.

Can’t recall the exact match, but the team was Swift, Sproston, Barkas, Walsh, Cardwell, McDowell, Dunkerley, Herd, Contantine, Smith & a guy on loan Pearson, I think from Grimsby. Most of the lads were in the Forces, & our team had a lot of older players, but still as excited now as when the Blues came out at Maine Rd then.

I went as a kid in the 40’s can’t remember who we played, but I know the team; Swift, Sproston, Barkas, Walsh, Cardwell, McDowell, Dunkerley, Herd, Constantine, Smith, & a player on loan Pearson, I think from Grimsby. With most of the lads in the Forces, we had an old team with visiting players. I am still as excited now as as was then when the Blues come out. Sat on the touchline on occasion at Maine Road with 80,000 plus, no problems!
Jack Hynes

I live in Winsford and still do. I went to watch City for the very first time in the early forties. City had been my team since they won the cup in 1934.With three schoolmates I travelled by train from Cuddington. A bus from Piccadilly and we were at the Gates long before Kick Off. Virtually the first to be admitted to the Main Stand, we watched the ground fill. I had never been so thrilled before to see so many people. I tend to think that we were playing Blackpool. Another first. I had never seen a side play ih tangerine shirts. I had been restricted to watching the old Cheshire League.My alltime hero Big Frank Swift was in goal. Peter Dougherty was playing, as was the man I would always choose to be City’s best ever player. Billy Walsh. I also remember George Smith a wonderfull player to watch,with his damaged arm inside a his shirt and his empty sleeve pinned to his side. They always say once a blue always a blue and nothing could be more true as far as I am concerned.

April 1949 and my uncle who lived in Longsight and worked for Manchester Corporation Parcels Department said he would take me to the game because a Parcels Department man-Johnny Williamson- would be playing for City.The Manchester Evening News was urging everyone to go becase City we desperate for points to stave off relegation
What a match. 53,000 fans saw a nailbiting 2-2 draw. I was only nine so was passed over the heads of the crowd so I could sit on the wall and watch the magic of Roy Clarke. But what was better still, to see my hero, Bert Trautmann. Johnny ran his heart out but never looked like scoring City went down that year but after that experience there was no escaping my destiny–to be a lifelong Blue

I remember my first City game i was about 6 or 7 yrs old my father had just been demobbed from the RAF after the war,an old war mate was captain of Southampton and he invited us into the away team dressing room to meet the Southampton team and then we watched the game from a box,i cant remember the score but it was 60 odd years ago.
H.Wood Manchester