My first game from what i can remember was watford in the 80’s.I can remember going in the kippax with my dad and seeing all these people could not figure out what all the fuss was about.can’t remember the score or much about the game just remember a young john barnes wearing gloves.

My first game was with my dad and my brother and we were sat in the north stand and Maine Road. I remember the grey seats really well and because it was Andy Dibbles first game as well. I remember that Mel Machin had bought five new players and they were on the front of the match magazine. I don t remember much about the match only that I think we lost but I was still hooked even at 7 year old. Haven t stopped since!

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)

My first match was against Arsenal wen they wore that horible yellow and black kit. I’d come over from Australia on holiday i was 8 and it was the time of the bannana army. City won 2-0 and the rest is history i’m now living back in England and goto as many games as possible. My Mum and Dad are both City fans and named me after the loegend Peter Barnes.

I’d won two tickets for the Main Stand in a school raffle and nearly lost out on going due to my older brother wanting to go. Rang City and got a free third ticket, dad took us both and we watched the sky blues beat wolves 4-0. It was all down to me wearing all 4 of my City badges on one side of my coat and none on the other side )

First game was Kevin Moran’s testimonial at OT in 87. I was 8 yrs old and I went as a red (it was the done thing my mates said). City got beat 5-2 but they played well and i was shocked at the comments being made from supporters around me towards city and their fans. That day i decided to become a blue and it’s been the right decision regardless of anything else that has happened

I was invited to my first city match by a friend of my Dad’s. The match in question was a Saturday in September ‘88 I think, v Walsall, the match after Oldham had thumped us 4-1 at the start of what proved to be an unforgettable promotion season.

I recall vividly pulling up along one of the terraced streets behind a huge shed known simply as the ‘Kippax’. Despite the relative gloom surrounding football and City at the time, I could sense the tangible excitement drifting on a breeze of fried onions and barely edible burgers from the many independent food vans.

I recall my Dad’s mate paying about £3 for me to enter the perimeter wall and advising me on how to carefully manouver through the heavy turnstiles. Finally I was in. At last!

As I was led through the huge tunnel I can clearly remember the awesome sight of the barrelled roof over the Maine Stand, before gazing down onto the most magnificent green I had ever seen. With each descending step towards the perimieter fence, the green became brighter, the heroes warming up became larger, more recognisible, from Lake to McNabb and Moulden.

I stood holding onto the cold metal railings for the whole match, inbetween celebrating a couple of city goals in a 2-2 draw (I think).
As the whistle blew for fulltime I knew Saturdays (Sundays, Wednesdays and subsequently Monday nights) would never be the same again. I knew I had found a new home. Maine Road RIP

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

I was 9 years old when I went to see my first CITY match. It was Tommy Booth’s testimonial in 1981 (cup winners of 69 verses cup finalists of 81), and my dad took me and my friend Lee Riley. I remember being at the front of the kippax sat on the wall. I just saw all these goals go in and loved every minute of it. I think it ended up 9-2, and Tommy played one half for each team. I was hooked, and I now I watch CITY with my son.

Tony Mayor

Although a blue since childhood, coming from the North East it was not until I was serving in the RAF and posted close enough did I get the chance to see my first live game.
Along with a friend and fellow blue we managed to arrived at Maine Road late for the game.
We already had tickets for the Kippax and rushed in full of excitement and expectation but being only 5′6″ in a crowd bursting at the seams I did not see much live action and had to rely on my mate Tony at 6′ to give me commentary.
We eventually lost 3-0 I saw little of the game didn’t see any of the goals but what an atmosphere!!
I have since travelled to many a game both home and away all due to that first match experience!
I now have 3 daughters all with blue blood and all with their own stories to tell!