My first game was the League Cup Semi Final in 1976. I was only 5 1/2 at the time, but Dad thought it was time for me to be blooded! I remember being in absolute awe of Peter Barnes. We smashed them 4-0 and I thought “this is definitely team for me, it must be like this all the time.” How wrong can you be!! Hopefully with the new owners in place we will have those exciting times back very soon. Whatever happens though, through thick or thin, we are all, and ALWAYS will be, City till we die.

D Tueart scissor kick at wembley plus P Barnes 2 beat newcastle in league cup final, iwas full of ale.

my first game,my father took me to watch city play at burnley. the score ended 0-0 with dennis tueart missing 2 penalties.the first one he scored but had to be retaken after asa hartford stepped in the box. fighting between the fans broke out after the game and my father never took me away again.i knew it was going to be fun and games watching city from that day on.

This was the first game of any description that I ever attended. I was sat in block A of the Main Stand right next to the tunnel and as soon as I walked through the concourse that Easter afternoon I knew I would be doing this for many years to come.
I was brought up in the seventies and still love this period with all my heart. I can still remember when those lovely shinny kits appeared a couple of years later. We were watching the worst ever England team in history but how could a schoolboy not love watching England when we had that wonderful stylish Admiral kit!
Going back to the match my memories for some reason are of all the cigarette lighters going off in the other stands, the roar of the crowd and listening to grown ups moan and moan! There was an old man who was about one hundred and twenty five years old sat next to me and boy did he play hell when I swung my rattle round in the Main Stand.
Other lovely memories of the period then and into the early eighties were, why did we have a dog on the pitch every week, also I`m sure we even had the pleasure of a fox and a cat running around the hallowed turf!
For the record City lost 3-0 that day to three late goals from David Fairclough (2) and Steve Heighway.
Match Ticket £1.00
Programme 10p
Memories Priceless

My first ever city match was the 76 league cup final, my dad,my uncle who are no longer hear with us and me.My memories are a bit hazy as i was 7 at the time but i remember counting all the cars going dowm with blue and white scarves hanging out the windows and the incedible noise of our fans when peter barnes scored the 1st,the next day in my back yard i spent over 4 hours trying to do an overhead kick, thankyou city for coming in to my life and giving me a sense of pride.

it was wembley 1976 city played against newcastle city won 2-1 denniis stuart scored a backkick and city won we was in a bankett with city team after the match and we drink of the cup champagne I will never forget that moment

A cold January afternoon and a home game against Hartlepool United. Sat in the Platt Lane Stand with my brother and dad. Wearing my dads red & black city scarf and feeling really excited at going to my first game. City won 6 – 0; a hat trick from Denis Tueart, who also got sent off! A great day and a great atmosphere

My first game was the League cup Final v Newcastle. My Late great uncle Joe asked if I wanted to go to Wembley. Of course I said Yes. There were about 8 of us altogether, we travelled down by train. The commadery and good feeling was out of this world there was nt anyone without a smile all wishing each other well. When we arrived at Wembley I wasastounded by the atmosphere and the shere size of stadium { outside view }. I walked out to the stand and I couldnot help being in awe of the green grass. The whole day was fantastic and the result was even better. Next day we went to Albert Square for the homecoming and again that was something else, an absolute sea of blue and white with singing and laughing, that was it I was hooked. Thanks Uncle Joe for changing my life.

i just missed the glory years, but tuert, watson ,barnes, royle, so close to the title, 1976 league cup final, great game when the players wore their hearts on their sleeves and they were proud to wear the city blue, i so hope those days will return, adrian, devon

My school mate Ian Gilman couldn’t attend every Junior Blues game due to a Saturday Job he was ‘forced’ to take.
I’d been ‘threatening’ to go to a game at city all through senior school but now I was actualy given an oportunity to go!
So I went in his place. (Well actually he sold ‘em to me to get some of his money back from his season ticket).
Des McCloghlin’s dad took Des, Me, his mum and sister in their car.
We arrived several hundred yards away from the ground. This young lad came running up to us: “Can I mind your car” “How much this time? “Only 50p.”
My god, my first visit to Main Road was met with such a nice little boy. “What a great place it is ’round here? Everyone must be a city fan?”
As we marched to the ground, disolving into the masses who streamed into the side streets and alleyways of the stadium’s approach, I was pulled to one side by Des’s dad. He made clear the consequences of refusing to pay ‘protection.’
I think the first game was Man City versus Stoke City with Peter Shilton (pre-back as first choice England Team as then Ray Clements was begrudgingly 1st choice & Joe Corrigan was creeping up with Jimmy Rimmer at that time).
I was sat with Junior Blues – weather was cold, the benches were colder.
Peter Shilton was fantastic! Shilts was about 27 then but he’d been around a long time. The game ended up being 0-0 but we should’ve scored 2 or 3.
The game finished then we walked towards to exit. It dawned on me “Do I have to join in with any violence?”
Fans from both sides were channelled away from the ground by the police without a cross word to be herd.(I’m not suprised at 0-0).
I went on and off to Main Road all through that season. I saw Brian Kidd score 5 against Spurs – snatched he match ball at final whistle – ran off into the tunnel and then ‘the sunset’ Peter Barnes beat every player including the ref – against Bristol – Dennis Tueartdoing the same (not televised then).
We came second to Liverpool – a great experience!