I remember being six years old, my sister was going on a school outing to watch City at Maine Road. I went with her and my dad dropping her off at School, I hate to admit this but at that time I was a United fan, not through choice (through a forceful grandad) the mini bus about to leave a place on the trip becomes available, my dad a massive blue had a great idea I would go and see a real game of football. So I went, dreading it some what! It was a cold October im sat in a starnge place with people singing and shouting, wow it was loud! The game hadnt even kicked off! My sister could see i was slighlty intimidated. Next minute i Know I am at the front of the platt lane stand getting Andy Dibbles autograph! The match starts and the cold sets and city just keep scoring I didnt know what to do! By the time the second half arrives I am well into the game and feeling happy, This team can play and the fans are amazing im thinking dad why arent i a city fan! On the fourth and last goal i actually had goose pimples on my arms. I had never been to a game of football before and had not known what to expect. This must have been a sign I wasnt even booked on this trip but here i am and have thoroughly enjoyed it! From then on my head and heart were City. I asked my dad to swap teams. He said dont do it son you will be in for a life time of misery. I am 28 and have blue blood without doubt, the best thing i did was go to that game. I have been going ever since home and away. Thank you to the boy in 1988 on a cold dreary October in beautiful Manchester for not turning up for your school trip, I owe you!

My first game was in the late 80s aginst Stoke City and we won 2-1. On entering the Kippax St I instantly fell in love with the place. The camaraderie, atmosphere, freedom of movement and freedom of speech. The largest standing stand in Briatin, the cage under the same roof, the away fans 10ft away – all brilliant. I’ve been a season ticket holder for the last 20 years now and am looking forward to another 50 years all being well. RIP Kippax St – your soul remains alive while those of us who were part of you live on! CITD

beating united 3-1 in the final of the F.A youth cup in 1986 was the first game i can remember going to. i was only 5 years old and i thought it was both of the first teams playing which made it even better.

Last day of the season in 1985 v Charlton. A win and we’re promoted… 6 years old I sat mesmerised by the awesome sight which was Maine Rd. My dad informed me that if we win, we’ll be going up and we’ll have a big party. After the final whistle went and a 5-1 victory we stayed to cheer the players, at which point I started to cry. My dad asked me what was up, I replied ‘You said there would be a party’… but no jelly and ice-cream to be seen anywhere. Many more tears have been shed for my beloved blues since.

It was January 1981, and we had Norwich City at home in the FA Cup. I was 7 years old and sat with my Dad. Maine Road looked huge, I was sat right at the front of the Main Stand. The smells, the atmosphere, the friendliness of the people around me, the noise, oh the noise !!
We won 6-0, naturally I was hooked, however I would have been had we lost 6-0 ! Amazing experience.

Although I had been to one or two games before this is the first one I really remember – the 1981 FA Cup Final – I was awoken by my father at 6am, and shouted at him for waking me up as i knew i couldn’t go to the game as i didn’t have a ticket. My dad laughed and shoved a ticket into my face and said ‘well if you don’t want to go i’ll give your ticket to someone else!! I got washed and dressed in double quick time….then on the coach as we arrived in London we saw a cockeral (it was really a man dressed up) and the whole coach started singing ‘get him stuffed, get him stuffed, get him stuffed’ It was my first song as a city fan. Then Hutch scored at both ends and the rest is history!!

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

One of my first games was the unforgettable 5-1 win against Man U. I was in the Kippax with my uncle and boyfriend, both lifelong blues. I remember after City scoring the third goal my uncle’s glasses were knocked off in the excitement. You wouldnt give them a chance would you but they were still intact on the floor!! God was smiling on us that day! We then scored the fourth and I remember all fans still panicking even though we had such a good lead. From this game, I caught the bug and am now a true blue for life. Cmon City!!

Tracey Walsh

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.

was 16, not my first game but memorable for many reasons, managed to get tickets for the replay, it was my maths o level next day so parents said i couldn’t go, so me and my friend walked to the motorway turn on, {leyland one} with a sign, “got tickets , no transport” within 5 mins a coach full of city fans stopped, went to wembley, low light of my city life was the luton game, live in australia now but still up at 2am to watch, best compliment ever was when a mate said, dave, we cann call your wife ugly, your dog a mongrel and you don’t stir, but call city and you rise up like a cut snake