Jan 2nd 1960.
Manchester City 4:1 Sheffield Wednesday.
I was 6 and my dad decided as a treat I was old enough to go to my first game. The pitch seems to have shrunk allarmingly as I have become older as I swear it was at least a mile long the first time I saw it.
I stood on the crash barriers in the Kippax stand and held my dad’s neck. My hero was Trautmann and I was dissappointed that he let 5 goals in in the first 3 minutes but then dad told me that they were only warming up!!!
Don’t know who scored (Joe Hayes got one I think?)I remember Trautmann making one good save but little else. Still it must have stirred something because I’m still going 50 years later.

15th October, 1960. After refereeing a school football match my father said he was taking me to watch City play Leicester City at Maine Road.

Watching from the Main Stand I was simply overwhelmed by the unbelievable noise from a crowd of over 30,000 [30,193 to be precise]. I

City won comfortably 3 – 1.

At the age of seven I was hooked. Bert Trautmann became my first City hero and I had the privilege of attending his testimonial match four years later.

As a nine-year-old on 9th January 1960 at last my dad had taken me to a game. One-nil up against Southampton in the FA Cup until the muddy conditions laid our defence on its backside. After the third division’s Saints’ nap hand delivered a now too familiar slap in the face, “under the arm” the strongest words that I heard in the Kippax, had to be explained to me and the way the fans made space for a young ‘un was truly gracious. The humour then and now, the ethos of the club (it can never change no matter how much money is thrown at it) the results -nowt’s changed!

In an era when football on T.V was limited to the F.A Cup Final, I was taken by my uncle to watch City play W.B.A as a 9th Birthday treat on 9th April 1960.Wrapped up in my pristine sky blue and white scarf and flask of Oxo for half time, my abiding memory was Bert Trautmann , a collossus in goal for the Blues,keeping the Albion at bay . City lost one nil but that day gained a lifelong fan

My very first game was a real magical affair.My mates “uncle” Eddie found out i was a city fan, offered to take me and Alan to see a game. I was very young at the time so i cant remember who City played. From start to finish it was a brilliant experiance. Walking towards the ground the atmostphere was electric which only increased as we approached and went into the ground.Eddie who was a softly spoken scotsman pointed out the players as they came onto the field. Bert Trautman looked like a God he didnt behave like one as he like myself was a sore/bad loser,as part way through the game adecision he definately disagreed with got him sent off.I can still see clearly now he shouted at the linesman claiming offside for a goal and then at the ref. After a heated debate the ref turned away and started towards the halfway line.Bert bounced the ball in anger the lined up the ref in his sights kicked the ball so hard it polelacked the ref. What a fatastic specticle for a very young lad at his first game. I will be for ever in Eddies debt i imagine he may be long dead now.But what an introduction i’m sure we lost that day but then i have seen the highs and the many lows at city but will always remain a True Blue. If anyone knows of the game i refer to please let meknow the date and opposition .Cheers Ken Shaw

My first game was a charity shield fixture at Maine Rd, the season after we won the chapionship in 1968. My mum and dad took me and I remember the exitement as City won the game 7-1 (I think)

I was 8 years old and went to the Manchester Derby on my own in a 60,000+ Crowd. Some of the older supporters had me perched on their shoulders so that I could see the game. Alex Harley scored for City and I think Albert Quixall scored for United , we drew 1-1 and few weeks later we were later relegated.
However a few years later was the emergence of the finest City team period ever …..The Allison and Mercer era.
Ithink I paid 6 pence (schoolboy) to get in and thats probably 2.5 p in todays money !
I actually have a scrap book full of news cuttings of every match City played in their League championship year 1968 Steve Maycock

i started going in the sixties with my dad and my brother who unfortunately have both passed away ive seen all of citys highes and lows its been an amazing journey i take my own kids and grandkids and we r all looking forward to the future but i,l always remember how good we were in the late sixties and early seventies it was fant5astic to be involved with one if not the3 best team in the land so lets do it again CITY TILL I DIE

i started going in the sixties with my dad and my brother who unfortunately have both passed away ive seen all of citys highes and lows its been an amazing journey i take my own kids and grandkids and we r all looking forward to the future but i,l always remember how good we were in the late sixties and early seventies it was fant5astic to be involved with one if not the3 best team in the land so lets do it again CITY TILL I DIE

My first game was at Gigg Lane in the early 60s with my Dad. Joe Hayes sadly broke his leg. Fortunately it wasn’t Nijinsky’s first game against City.

Ancoats Boy