I was 10 years old it was a cold November evening and I was taken with my best freind Philip by his uncle – i can’t remember his name but I owe him my first city memory and my lasting admiration for taking my life into this vibrant and cheery community called City. We caught the “special” bus from aytoun street. We sat in the North stand and watched a 4-2 victory i think. Bright lights, grown ups all laughing and singing and we won, it was fantastic – caught my imagination, it was entertaining, it was about friendship, being part of a community feeling like i was being looked after by everyone around me – an amazing memory for a kid to grow up with – feeling part of something far bigger than my early years had ever experienced, watching my heroes play on that intense green pitch, with bright lights …fantastic – a blue for life from that moment no question… this community is part of my life.
Paul from Saddleworth