My first game was against West Ham in the 1995/96 relegation season when I was 7 years old. My Dad, being a City fanatic, was desperate to take me to a game but I’d never shown much interest until out of the blue I asked him if we could go and see a game. We won the game 2-1, Niall Quinn scoring twice and West Ham had a 15 year old in goal. I just remember being amazed by the noise where we were sat in the North Stand and how everyone just went crazy when we scored, i was hooked! I also remember Dad shouting at people around us for swearing because I was a kid, and in those days people duly apologised and just got on with watching the game, not sure that would happen now. I’ve now been a seasoncard holder for five years and don’t miss a game. I lost my Dad a year ago and am forever thankful for him to taking me to my first game, as watching City in the following has given me so much pleasure over the years, albeit with a lot of heartache! I’ll never forget my first game, it was the start of something good!

- Jamie

I was so excited when my dad told me we had tickets for the match.  When we got to the game I could not believe how many people there were.  They were all  wearing city shirts hats and scarfs I lived it in the stands everyone was singing songs I did not know the words except “we’ve got Robinho, we’ve got Robinsho”.  I was singing it all the way home. I loved my first match it was great.

- Jaeden Mitchell (age 6)

My first game was the Manchester derby in 1989, when we beat United 5-1.  My dad played for City as did my granddad before the war, so I suppose it was inevitable I was going to be a blue, but before the game I was wondering if I should support United or City.  That said, after such a great game and City performance there was no decision to be made.  I went with my uncle Ged and sat in the back of the North Stand where there was a bit of trouble, and the game was delayed for a good while when the players were taken off the pitch.  I remember Sparky scored a blinding volley and started a mini comeback but then City’s next goal was pure class.  It was a brilliant day.

- Ricky Hatton