November 25th 1995 is a day that will live with me forever; City v Villa was my first City game, and what a game!! I was in the Platt Lane (Umbro)Stand and the atmosphere bristled from before kickoff as Bert Trautmann was honoured before the City faithful. Keith Curle led the Blues on to the field to the strains of ‘Roll with it’ by Oasis and City played well against a decent Villa outfit. Just as it seemed that the game would finish deadlocked at 0-0 City launched a final determined attack. Niall Quinn (minus disco pants!) showed a deft touch on the edge of the box, collecting the ball with his back to the Villa goal before skillfully laying it off to the Georgian magician who duly dispatched the ball into the far corner of the Villa goal. Throughout the hallowed ground unadulterated bedlam greeted Kinky’s first goal for City and a raucous rendition of Blue Moon brought the game to a victorious conclusion. And after all….you’re my Alan Ball! Still gives me goose bumps when I think of it.

Loftus Road, 1995. Can’t remember the date but probably in August. Living abroad made it difficult to watch City but on a summer holiday I was fortunate to be in London on the day we met QPR. Don’t remember the game much, only that it was Michael Brown’s debut and he was given a red card. A sign of things to come!

Friday night at the Student Union and a group of friends decide to take in a game. We headed over to Maine Road for the game versus Birmingham City the following day.

I recall it was a tough game and, despite coming from a family of Burnley fans, I bought a City shirt before the game and I can still see Kinkladze putting the penalty away and the crowd cheering.

After the game we were among the last home fans to leave the ground. I can report that the Birmingham City fans were not very happy with the result that day.

my husband a lifelong city fan queued for around 12 hours to buy three tickets to see city v gillingham at wembly, I had no interest in football until that day, what a game!we went through a full spectrum of emotions, i cant explain the exitement i felt it was wonderful, I have been a season ticket holder ever since and I thank my husband for bringing the great game of football into my life.
pat true blue

10 years old and having never actually seen the blues play, this was the changing day in my life. awake at 4am looking at a 6 hour drive into london the tension began to mount, the walk up wembley way, the fans chanting. All looked like pipe dreams until kevin horlock popped up with an 18 yrd drive to drag a dull city side a little bit closer to the 1st division, 2 mins l8r time stopped, ecstacy began all around me. grown men crying, seats demolished paul dickov became the hero with the equalising goal to send us into a nail-biting shootout in which nicky weaver introduced himself as a city legend saving penalties galore. yes we had won, up and up, after that i knew i was a blue, always will be.

I was about 4 or 5 and my Dad, Uncle and Grandad decided to take me to a City game. They took me in the shop and bought me a shirt and then we went into Maine Road and sat down at our seats. The game hadn’t even started, but i think i said it was boring and wanted to go, but then it started. I remember us wining and my uncle saying is it boring now? I remember loving every bit of it, the atmosphere was the best and everytime we scored i cheered and got the biggest adrenaline rush i could get at 4 or 5.Pity i couldn’t remember anything else.

April 1991. City are on their way to fifth place in Division One. Peter Reid is the next big thing in English management and I was seven.
I remember when I was a toddler, I’d see my dad leaving to go and se City play. I desperately wanted to go with him, but not until then did he think I was old enough.
For some reason, we sat in with the Palace fans, but that didn’t diminish my support. (Much to my fathers concern) It was a fantastic game with Niall Quinn scoring a fantastic hat-trick and David White tearing down the wing. I even think Quinn managed to kick one in! I was amazed at his celebration spinning his arm around as he ran to the side.
After the game, dad bought me a cheap scarf from a vendor outside the ground. It is still something I treasure and still wear to CIty games whenever I can get to them.

My first city game was in one of City’s darkest times, with us playing in division 2 (98-99). The first game I was allowed to go to was Chesterfield at home, my mum thinking she would see me on the pitch on match of the day if I went at a younger age,( I was around 5/6). I went with my dad and 2 of his friends. We sat in the “Gene Kelly (singing in the rain)” open end stand at the corner of the Kippax, which I thought looked odd at the time. I don’t remember much about the game but the score was 1-1 and I enjoyed myself. From then on I wanted to go to every game possible, we even went to away games, including the victorious visit to Wembley. I’ve had a season ticket ever since!

Being a City fan from Macclesfield this was a special one for me (embarrassing considering it was division 2) i dont remember much about the game. i do remember walking up to Maine Road and just couldnt wait to get inside. I also follow Macc but on a day like this City had to do the business otherwise i’d return home to some stick.
C.T.I.D

My first city game was on the 28th of December 1997, at Maine Road against Nottingham Forest. It was an evening kick off, and the ground was full, and the first thing that really grabbed me was the immense amount of noise and passion in the stadium.

We lost the game 3-2, but despite this, I became an avid City fan. Regardless of the result, it was one of the best days of my life.

I was taken to the game by my Uncle Graham, and my Great Grandpa, Walter Nugent, who was once chairman of the ground committee at Maine Road.

I will always remember that day, as that was the day my life changed forever!!

Oliver Wood