I’m unsure about the date but I was about 7 and my Mum took me to see City v Leeds. It was a bit af a treat as my brother had given me a partucularly bad dead leg which had turned into a heammorage, so I had been a bit miserable limping around for a few days and this was to cheer me up.

I remember nothing about the game itself, but learnt how to swear like a navvie thanks to the two people sat either side of my Mum and me.

We were in the Main stand and there was a City fan next to me and a Leeds fan next to my Mum. This was in the days before segregation and I remember a facinating and very heated argument running between these two 50 year old blokes for the length of the game.

My Mum was glad for the final whistle as she was sure a fight was going to break out. It didn’t, but it still made good viewing.

Many has been the time since when I have wished for such a side show as I have sat there watching rubbisjh on the pitch and hoping a good barny would start to divert ones attention!

I was 9, my mates had been going for a while, I finally convinced my mum to let me go. We squeezed to the bottom of a packed kippax to sit on the wall.
The atmosphere made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. We didn’t have enough money to get the bus back into town so we walked-I didn’t care-I had just seen the greatest football team in the world! Back home, I read the match day programme from cover to cover. My parents had guests for dinner that night and I talked constantly about City. My dad wasn’t to pleased-he was a red! City til I die.

My friend and I were about fourteen we decided to go to a city game my older brother used to go sometimes so off we went two girls scarfs wrapped round our wrists we walked from her house in longsight got to the game about two hours too early !. The Newcastle fans were mad we felt a bit frightened but excited as well, we went in the kippax couldnt see a thing but had a fantastic time. I now go to matches with My chidren its so family friendly now.

my first game was around about 1975,colin bell scoring twice against birmingham city.i didnt really support a team used to have all different footballers all over my bedroom wall.my dad came in the room one day and told me to ‘rip them off’.the next thing i know were going to maine road.after sitting outside the pub for what seemed like an eternity we were off.always remember to this day getting there,walking up the stairs at the kippax,and then seeing it for the first time.the first thing that i saw was the blue nets,id never seen anything like it.we won 2-0and that was me hooked.

Maine Road November 1975
City V Birmingham was my first game. To be honest I don’t remember much about the game just the excitement of it and getting my first hero Colin Bell who scored both goals in a 2-0 win,
Sadly the next game was when he was injured in the 4-0 Derby win and I never saw the best of him.

I was born in Stepping Hill Hospital, Stockport in 1967 and grew up in Macclesfield. My first game was against Newcastle in the league in 1975. I remember going with my Dad on a ‘Bostocks’ coach from Macc. It was full of City fans except for one lone Newcastle fan. When we arrived at Maine Road I couldn’t believe the size of the crowd and the noise, it was electric. City won 5-1 and Dennis Tueart scored a hat trick, from then on he was my hero. The Newcastle fan was very quiet on the coach back to Macc! My Dad took me many times after that, God bless him. Happy memories. Phil.

The year was 1975 (?)My dad and I were privileged to attend Maine Road. CITY were playing villa. The weather was a bit chilly and I hadn’t gone to the loo before game. I think it was in the second half that I REALLY had to go pee. So, I ran downstairs. Whilst inside I heard a HUGE roar. I ran back up and asked my dad if they’d scored. He said no. So I went back down. Again a huge roar, This time I stayed. Hurriedly I went back up and asked my dad the same questio. You guessed it. I missed Kidd’s diving header. Oh well, I DID see Barnes’ goal later on!

My first game was as a 9th birthday treat, just checked the date and it was 6th December 1975 vs QPR. My dad, a red, took me as ‘they are never at home two weeks running’. Course this match finished 0-0, then the week after the team won 4-2 vs. Coventry, a game closer to my birthday but didn’t get to go to. Anyway, I was still hooked and have had a season ticket every year since 1984.

I remember it was a saturday afternoon,we were away at blackpool,my dad took us on the home cop,we were 3-1 down,but 2 late goals made it all square,relief,its still feels the same over 30 years later

I can still remember the enormity of Maine Road when I caught sight of it from the North Stand. Everything seemed massive- even the noise & applause sounded 10 times louder than anything I’d ever heard.

I thought we were winning 36-0 because the noise from simply applauding a good move or getting a throw in was so loud to my 7 year old ears!

Imagine how I nearly jumped out of my skin when we did actually score!! 3 times I’m glad to say. Went to see our 76 Wembley win at the end of that season- I thought I was well onto a winner….

…and I was.

Thanks Dad,for taking me to City and for buying me endless badges, shirts & scarves and chips from the City chippy.

We are City from Maine Road.