My first trip to Maine Road was against Wimbeldon, I was ten. I was dropped of by my mam with a drink and a cheese sandwich for half time. I was in the kippax. I remember walking up the steps and being blinded by the green in front of me it took my breath away. I remember everyone looking so big and the rain. It was an interesting afternoon with Mark ward scoring an equaliser for the blues but the most exciting moment of the game occurred when Steve McMahon hit the bar from 30 yards. That ooooh from the crowd, showed me that city fans are at one and I was one of them, Terry Collier.

Got a City top from the shop before the game the black and red away that was iin the sale bin then went into the ground. I remember the roar of the Kippax as we strolled on to a 2-0 win. Once a blue always a blue City City

My first game was a three three draw with bournmouth. I was blown away by the atmosphere of main road & even though i wasn’t a fan then, i went home with a buzz for city & have been a fan since

My first game was back in the days when Steve Redmond wore the Captains armband. We were led by Mel Machin at the time, who was replaced by Howard Kendall a couple of months later. October 1989. 15 years of age. We lost 0-2 with Gordon Cowan and a young David Platt pulling the strings for the opposition.

My first game at Maine Road was the 5-1 against United in September 1989. I’ve been a City fan since March 1974 but seeing as I live in the west of Ireland, I hadn’t really looked in to going to a game until I reached the ripe old age of 24 !! I had recently joined the Dublin Branch OSC and was looking forward to my first trip with them. Left Galway at 3pm on the day before the game, travelled overnight by ferry from Dun Laoghaire and landed in Manchester, early on game day. As it was my first trip, I headed to the ground about three hours before kick off just to see what it was all about !! Great seat in the Main Stand for the game, on the 18yd line at the Platt Lane end. Perfect view of White’s cross & Hinchcliffe’s finish. This is easy I thought (famous last words). Must come more often !! I have done, with the Galway Branch that I helped start in 1991. Have made many friends in Manchester/Oldham since that great day in 1989,that will live with me forever (and a day).
(The photo is of me, on the left, with fellow Galway Blue, Jimmy, in Gelsenkirschen before the Schalke game)

i was sat in the north stand with my dad and i was so nervous and it got worse when fighting broke out but when play started again city destroyed united 5-1 hinchcliffe with the best of the goals! when i got home i played football on the local field with my mates recreating all the goals even hughes goal! city til i die

My first City game was versus sheffield united I was taken there by my Dad and my uncle. The 2 things that stick in my mind was coming up the main stand steps and looking at the mighty kippax, it really was a superb sight. The second thing that sticks in my mind from that day was Peter Reid getting upended by vinny jones in the first 5 or 6 seconds and getting a yellow card for it, all of the ground went beserk and i thought to myself this is the place for me. Passion, Atmosphere and City all that I need!

It was the start of a beautiful relationship between Me and My Club it was a cooled Sept afternoon with a litte bit of sunshine i was in the Kippax with my friend and his dad the clearest moment i remember was Andy hinchcliffe runnning off with his hands in the air showing 5 – 1 Our gaffer scored the only goal for united but what a first game and ive been blue since and always will !

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My first City game was a Derby at Maine Road.I travelled all the way from Portsmouth to watch City Thrash Utd. 5-1. I was on such a high i went the wrong way on M6 and nearly ended up in Blackpool. FANTASTIC DAY!

I was four years old when my Dad took me to my first City game. All I can remember of it was sitting on one of the steel bars in the old Kippax at Maine Road, the yellow shirts of the team we were playing and colourful fireworks going off above the main stand.

After a bit of detective work I’ve managed to track down the match that it probably was – a League Cup tie with Norwich on the 25th October 1989. We won 3-1 with goals from Clive Allen, Ian Bishop and David White. Less than two years later I remember bursting into tears when my Dad told me that the hero of that night, Clive Allen, had been sold. Suffice it to say, I was hooked!