City against Chelsea in 1994 when i was 3. I drove my dad insane, missing all the goals courtesy of my toilet breaks, but it was quite simply love at first sight. (with city … not the toilets)

- Felix

The first game I can remember going to was the final home fixture of the 93/94 season against Chelsea. The Kippax was to be knocked down for an all seater stand so it was an emotional day for many. I can remember having my face painted with my cousins in blue and white before the game, i’d been looking forward to it for ages. We were right down at the front of the Kippax and I remember my cousin jumping up on the wall to shake Rosler’s hand at the end of the game, I was 7 years old.

My first memory was of Uwe Rosler joining City and me going to the QPR game that week. The man to my left said, “He’ll never make it at City.” That attitude seems to be forever reoccuring and I love it when players prove their critics wrong. Oddly I just remember the halftime pie, meat and tatty with a bottle of dandelion and burdock my Dad snuck in for me.

Having been taken to City since I was younger, my first real memory where football became the meal of life was in 1994. Rosler’s arrival against QPR gave me an instant bond with The Bomber! True legend, glad I’ve kept coming back to City. Fond memories ever since.

My cousin took me to my first game in early 1994. I was squeezed in to the kippax (although I found out later in gets a lot tighter in there!) for City V Leicester in a FA cup game. The atmosphere was amazing, I can remember being amazed at the noise and being so close to the team I had only listen to on the radio up until that point. What a first game to pick to we ran out 4-1 winners with the unlikely scorers being a Kare Ingerbritson hat trick and Alan Kernaghan scoring a 40 yarder to send the crowd wild. I was a fan before the game but after leaving I was hooked. To top it off after the game a very loud and proud Leicester fan failed to see a concrete bollard infront of him as the crowed parted, leaving him to go head of heels and nursing his privates for a day or two. Great day!

I was brought up watching football with 2 brothers and a Mum and Dad who supported Liverpool, Everton, Leyton Orient and West Ham but had never got round to supporting a team of my own I was always advised by them that they didn’t care who I supported as long as it wasn’t Man Utd..

My middle brother took me to Everton v Man City when I was 13 years old at Goodison Park and just for the day I was going to support the other team, not knowing at this point who the other team were, just to annoy him, of course being 13 and not really taking on board that I was sat slap bang in the middle of the Everton fans, but there I was much smaller then anyone around me trying to watch this sky blue team, I remember echo’s of Bluemoon from my left and the fans around me booing and feeling some kind of loyalty to this passionate sky blue team and there fans that I had only been watching for half an hour My brother was telling me to shut up and I then realized that I had in fact achieved my objective in annoying him by supporting the other team instead of his beloved Everton.

The match it’s self I remember very little only that we lost 2-1 and I was taken back by Georgie Kinkladzie and Uwe Rosler and kind of fell in love with the whole aura of the club, even though we were away from home and I had never even seen Maine Road it was almost as if the penny had dropped and thinking to myself this is my team and have been hocked ever since. I had finally found my team and I would never ever change, it much to the disappointment of my brothers. This day comes back to me every time we play at Goodison and I walk up the back street to the away end and have to pass the entrance that my brother took me through to watch the first City game that was most certainly not the last. CTID

Season Ticket holder of the South Level Two

It wasn’t my first match, but it was the one I remember going to first. I was in the Kippax with my family, I can remember all the flags and celebrations with it being the last home game and the last time we’d be standing in the Kippax. I was only young then, but I did enjoy the standing and it is something that I have missed since then. As a now season ticket holder for 10 years I would love the chance to go and stand with everyone to get the atmosphere back. Needless to say, it started the love I have for City. – Neil