I was born in Australia and came to England in 1989 as a 7 yr old, so wasn’t into football, however I started boarding school in 1993 and one of the bedrooms had a Man City sticker on it, so wanting to know more I supported them. I was offered the chance to go to the “swales out, Lee in” game but was too young, but then we got tickets for Man City v Arsenal in November 1995 and I didnt need to think twice when asked if i wanted to go and when I got there, Miane Road was massive and although we lost 1-0 I was hooked for life and have had a season ticket since 2003. City til I die!

I was only 5 at the time, so i can’t remember much. But i can remember how bitterly cold it was. I’d been given the ticket the day before as my Christmas present. I remember cheering when the goal went in, only for my Grandad to tell me that it was Port Vale who had scored, and not city. A 1-0 loss to Port Vale isn’t the greatest of first games to attend at Maine Road, but it’s been the first of many.

My first game was when i was 8 years old. It was the second leg of the 1st round of the league cup. City had been drawn against Notts County and had already given themselves a 2-0 lead over them in the 1st leg.

I traveled down to Maine road with my father, very excited, it was like xmas to me. Wearing my shirt and scarf proud, we headed through the turnstiles and up into the Kippax Stand. I stood and waited in anticipation for the players to come out. A few minutes later out the tunnel they came. The next 90 minutes were a bit of a blur, from all the jumping and cheering i was doing. City came out and dominated the game, winning 7-1. Notts County’s goal went unnoticed by the City fans, and i believe even the team, a poor goal chipped straight over Nicky Weaver, was no match for the mighty Blues. City were through to the second round of the league cup, with a 9-1 aggregate thrashing upon Notts County.

I remember leaving the stadium, i didn’t want to, i had to get home for school the next day. “Don’t expect that every week son” my father said to me as we got back into the car to make the trip home.

That day i became a true blue, and returned many times to Maine Road, and now Eastlands, and will make the trip to my holy Manchester, as often as i possibly can.

C.T.I.D

My first City game was on 1st February 1992.

I woke up on the morning of the game full of excitement only to find that the house had been burgled! Gone was the television, gone was the VCR (no DVDs in those days!), but most importantly, gone was my Dad’s wallet with the tickets inside!!

I was naturally distraught, so my Dad raced down to Maine Road to see what could be done. My Dad explained the situation to the ticket office who were more than happy to print replacement tickets. It was a kind gesture and my first experience of the values the club has always held.

City won the game 1-0 with a rocket into the roof of the net by David White and the rest is history!

I was 9 years old and we went down on the train from Carlisle. We had great seats in the main stand not far from the directors box. We played Tottenham Hotspur and we won 5-2 – I thought all football matches were as good as this – how wrong I was! But the excitement I got from this game has never gone. I am emigrating to Canada in February but a part of City will be going with me

i was only three at the time! but i remember it well!
me and my dad went to watch the greatest team ever!
we went through throught to wenbley!
i had my piture took with the great paul dikov!
i can remember the players running around celeeratingand the crowds goig wild when dickov got the equalier.

I have many matches to choose from but one of my favourites was when the supporters club that I helped run,Forth Valley (Scotland),made our first visit to Maine Road on 16th Dec 1998. City were playing Fulham and we were in the Silver Suite at the top of the Kippax. It finished 4-0 to City and much champagne and other beverages were drunk, but as I was also the coach driver I had to settle for orange squash. A fantastic day was had by all though.

At Villa Park; travelled up from Brighton to watch it…We lost but I had the pleasure of watching Kinkladze; The guy was an absolute legend!

My first City game was not actually as a City fan. I’m from north London and would go and watch various games around the capital as I didn’t have a team, but would usually go to Arsenal as most of my friends supported them. It was the season after Arsenal had won the league in the last minute at Anfield, so games were predictably packed. When City visited, we couldn’t get into the North Bank or the home section of the Clock End, so decided to go in with the Blues fans. City had only recently beaten United 5-1 at Maine Road and it appeared that the after-effects of that game weren’t going to disappear quickly. City were played off the park and trounced 4-0, but the atmosphere in the away end at Highbury that day wasn’t defeatist, dejected or downhearted. Chants of “0-4, 0-4, 0-4″ resounded around an emptying Highbury after the game and I don’t think there was a single fan in that section who hadn’t roared themselves hoarse throughout the entire match. It was at that point that I realised I’d finally found the club for me. 24 years on, I’ve regretted that decision countless times, but have never lost my love for City or the fans. A lot of people will say it was seeing Bell score a winner at Maine Road; Kinki weaving past six defenders before slotting it home, or the Goat hammering United that is the game that they first saw and will always remember, but for me it was a 4-0 defeat to the Champions and the passion and reaction of the fans that means I will always be a cockney Blue.

I remember very little of my first game, I have no idea who we played, I don’t know the date, all I know is that I met the first real love of my life. He had speed, he had style, he had the best haircut I’d ever seen. Ignoring the more glamorous players, I instantly adored David White. Having asked my dad if he was married, I ran down to the tunnel to meet him. I was 4. My love for David White passed, but not for City. I’ve been a season ticket holder ever since.