I watched my city game @ 6 years old with my father I was very young but still remember the excitement & joy of every one around us I been a true blue ever since through thick & thin

Xmas 1957 was not the first time I had been to Maine Rd but it’s the first memory. Two all draw. Abiding memory is the crowd. 70,thousand. City scored 104 goals that year but let in 100 finishing 5th

On a day i will always remember, my father (a Spurs fan) took me to the 1955 cup final. It was the day Jackie Milburn was on fire and scored two for Newcastle. How do you tell a heartbroken 9 year old its only a game.

At the time, like most lads who knew nothing about football, I supported United. My best pal was a City supporter who was taken to matches at Maine Road by his mother.
On one occasion, they dragged me along to a game against the mighty Billy Wright and his Wolves team. I went along to see City beaten. After about twenty minutes, City led 3-0 but Wolves scored just before half-time. The final score was City 4 Wolves 6 (six) !!!!
I went to more games at Maine Road during the following years and at the start of their relegation season 1962-63, I saw the light and declared to the world that from then on, I would support City. I attended every match played at Maine Road involving the first team until I missed the goalless Nottingham Forest game in 1977.

I went to Maine road with my Uncle Joe to see City’s last home game before they met Newcastle at Wembley. we sat at the back of the main stand. City lost 6-1 and I remember Roy Paul pushing Stanley Matthews onto his backside,out of sheer frustration, and all the crowd laughed.

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.

The date is etched in my memory. I was 9, recovering from polio, and all my mates were taking an interest in football and talking of heroes like Bert Trautmann who I had never heard of before. I thought I should take an interest too and asked my dad if he would take me to a match. He checked the paper and I think was pleased to note that the local home game the next week was at Maine Road and he would be taking me to see the team he had also supported as a lad.
As we approached the ground and sat in the main stand I got a strange, pleasant feeling of excitement in the pit of my stomach, which I still get even today. Dad bought me a programme and as I read the teamsheet I was amazed to see the first name “Trautmann” – I watched his every move and decided then that I would become a goalkeeper too!
It was a rain-sodden day, a relegation battle against Aston Villa, managed (although I didn’t know it at the time) by Joe Mercer. I was transfixed to see how my dad got so animated when City were launching an attack! It finished a goalless draw in front of a 39,000 crowd – I had never seen or imagined so many people in one place before!
I was totally hooked, and have been since eternally grateful that when my dad looked in the paper for the next fixtures it had not been United who had been playing at home that day!

My first memory of Maine Road is a little hazy. I had read about Dennis Law in the paper and had been ill in hospital for a long while. My dad promised to take me to the match when I was better.
It was a night match, it was in the Cup and it was raining. I thought it was against Birmingham and I thought it was a goal-less draw. But that match is not in the record books. It’s not surprising that I don’t really remember the game. Dad said that I did not take my eyes off Bert Trautmann. What ever the result I was hooked all because I picked up that paper and read about the record transfer.

my first game was a cup match v derby county fac 3rd round at main road saturday january 7th 1950 aged 12, a mates dad took the two of us on the bus from reddish to catch the football special from bellevue dog track,
stood on the scoreboard end on the side near the main stand, away from the “crush” in the middle behind the goal, did not remember much food being sold.
“we were still on rationing after ww2″.!!!!
i think city took the lead i seem to remember, but tipical of our city over the years finished up loseing 3-5 andy black(2)nobby clarke (1)attendance 63,000 plus.
there was a young keeper in goal for this match i think a local lad from gorton.?? ( anybody remember his name)this was the time “frank swift” had just finished and bert trautmann had just signed,i attended matches after that on my bike and left it in the back yard houses opposite the kippax entrance. happy days.!!!

I started watching the blues in 58/59 as an 8 year from the old Platt Lane stand.I attended each home match wearing a blue and white striped,knitted jumper with the names of the City players embroidered on each stripe.I was thrilled as it got lots of comments and even Bert Trautmann waved to me when he saw it!!!It saw sterling service through into the 60’s although it got a little worse for wear due to changing the names.Still go today having spent a fortune in time,money and emotion… but without the jumper!