My First Game Was a Home Match Vs Qpr 93/94 season,
i didnt really know who i supported till this game, i was more of a follower before! Although we lost the match the atmosphere was electric, i remember walking into the north stand looking at the kippax, feeling the hair standing up on my neck! I loved it and have never looked back, City Till I Die!!

My first City game was a Manchester derby in Maine Road on Sunday 7 November 1993. I was with my best mate, Graham, and the Dublin Branch of the Supporters Club. We travelled on the Saturday morning by ferry from Dublin to Hollyhead and then by coach to Manchester, staying overnight before the match on Sunday. What a match it was, Irish hero the Mighty Quinn had us 2-0 up at half time and life couldn’t have been better. Then the French villain Cantona scored 2 to even it up before the Irish villain Keane scored the winner. We were all gutted by the result that day, but, 17 years later I still have my best mate and many more in the Supporters Club in Dublin and beyond. As I have learned throughout my 35 years as a City fan, you will have good days and bad days but you will always have City and your mates. A True Blue forever.
Noel O’Connor

I was 4 years old when my mum and dad took me to see city’s last game of the 92/93 season. We were sat in the North stand quite far back to watch city get hammered 5-2. I dont remember too much about the game but i do remember a city player shooting narrowly wide and everyone around me began clapping. I asked my dad why city fans were clapping when we hadnt scored. He turned to me and said: well it near enough a goal for a City player.

I was 7 years old. My dad was taking me to my first City game at Maine Road. It was simply un real walking into that ground and just sitting there with my mouth open looking at everything for what seemed to be all the game. The stadium seemed so massive and the floodlights were so bright i was just amazed. The atmosphere was loud.. and what really struck me was that grown men were so passionate about what was going on, like my dad. It was just something i had never experienced before.We sat in the family stand and i remember Ian Brighwell being on the front of the programme. I also remember eating sandwiches that my mum made us dont know what they were now, it was in 1993 to be fair i just remember the tin foil. We beat Leicester City 5 – 0 that night in a F.A cup game. I was hooked and fell in love with City that night. Cheers dad for putting me through 15 years of ups and downs but i wouldnt change it for the world. City Till I Die!!

Simon, 22, Ashton

My first football game let alone City game was at Maine Road in 2002 against Chelsea. I was 9 at the time so i don’t remember too much. Just a very small man in a Chelsea kit running up and down the pitch ( Gianfranco Zola.
The atmosphere was so loud. I was already a bue before I’d been to game because my mum wouldn’t have it any other way but after going to a game, i’ve been truly dedicated since. City Till I Die.

We had gone away to visit family, we parked near the the ground and I notice a few City fans around but just think it was cool to see City fans, we get nearer the ground I was oblivious to the fact that there were loads of city fans now around us ( lol no idea what I was thinking ) Dad got tickets and it was not really untill I had sat down untill a reality check hit me that I was actually going to watch City.
It was fantastic we won 0v2 and both my fav players scored, White & Flitcroft, City sang and sang and I had to stand on my chair to watch most of the match, (thank you to the blonde lady who was stodd behind me holding me in place so I never fell.)
Great day out.
Thank you dad(Chelsea fan ) and thank you City.

I had been to a few oldham games before, and coming from a family full of reds, you could say I rebelled when I could have taken the easy option. A pair of twins who played football with my dad offered to take me to a game. Little did I know that in under two hours, I would have fallen in love with the blues and begin a journey which, having seen so many low times, looks like turning into a happy ending now after all those years. I was picked up and driven to the ground, and even seeing the people in the streets you could see the importance and passion on everyones faces. We got out and headed for the stadium.I bought a City scarf from one of the blokes on the side streets, and now felt like I was part of the action. The groups of supporters singing round the ground, in the queue to get through the turnstlyes, pete handed me my first ever ticket, Ive still got the stub and programme to this day. The atmosphere was like nothing I’d ever experienced. So much noise, the antisipation was killing me. And then the players made their way onto the pitch. The crowd in the kippax where I was stood, right at the front, went crazy. Cheering each players name, waiting for them to acknowledge the crowd to a massive roar. And an unforgettable first half that will live with me forever. Niall Quinn puts us two up, and United seem to have no answers, and half time arrived and everyone was delirious. But being City, we never make things easy and united, inspired by Cantona came back at us with Roy Keane finishing the game in the last minutes of the game. But the result didnt really matter, Id be back, season ticket holder for ten years until I joined the Armed Forces. I still get back for as many games as possible, and now beating the reds is an every season occurance, however I’ll never forget that day in the kippax, the game that kept me coming back for more……

This was my first ever City game that i can recall. I was 14 and was there with my dad. We were sat in the Maine Stand and i can remember an electric atmosphere something i had never experienced the like of before. This was a classic City comeback as 2-0 down goals from Sheron, Curle and finally David White completed a great comeback. These were the days of ‘King of The Kippax’ and hold great memories for me. Come on Blues!

I remember it as if it was yesterday, it was a fantastic day with my Dad, Brother and Sister all with me cheering for the blues.

my first game was against Ipswich back in the early 90’s, i walked down the tunnel and saw the hallowed Maine Rd turf for the first time, i’ve been in love ever since,CITY TILL I DIE !!!