Most painful goal in a City game

This.

Lost us a cup final we were heavy favourites for, then got soaked outside Wembley, then we lost one of the best managers we ever had. Triple whammy.
My eldest was 7 at the time, still scars him to this day, he fucking hates Wigan.

Even the Burger King pit stop couldn’t cheer him up.

My nephew then age 20 was close to tears also ‘not Wigan…….Wigan!…..fucking Wigan!’ He had a hangover for the ages on the Sunday. I won’t share the details…..
 
I used to avoid putting the radio on towards the end of a City game because the opposition would inevitably score as soon as I did.

We were playing Birmingham I think in the old 1st division. I tuned into BBC just before 5pm to hear the final score, confident that the game must have finished, only to hear us concede in about the 8th minute of extra-time from a deflected cross (possibly an own-goal?).

We had managed to lose to a team that had not had one shot on target, and to this day I still can’t check the score on BBC radio or website without a feeling of dread.
I rememeber that 97/98 season. Didnt we take the lead in the last minute then conceded in the 6th and 8th minute of injury time
 
All the usual suspects
Antic
Villa
Owen
Crouch
Sterling dissallowed

But a small mention of a cup tie in 86 t against utd. I'd gone into a pub to watch it on tv ( live in Ireland )on my break. Last minute winner by jordan or moran. Everyone else cheering made it feel so much worse
 
Sterling's disallowed goal against spurs.

That unforgiving snatch of the joy and emotion - long before we had built up the var scar tissue, when that pain was all still fresh.

Plus, I was convinced (and still am we would have) we were going to win the fucking lot that year, such was our quality and confidence. That team deserved it.
 
100th Manchester derby (I think) early 80s.
Joe Jordan the goofy cnut.
Was about 12 yrs old and ending up crying like a baby
 
Jamie Mackie's goal for qpr in in 2012. After lescotts mistake for their 1st, then they scored their 2nd, I just sat down thinking, all the hardwork we'd done to get to the top of the league, and those stuffy bleeders were going to win it. Well, from one of the most painful, to arguably one of the most joyous occasions I've had watching city, Edin and Sergio made it a day to remember.
 
Got 3 that spring to mind. . . Owen in 09. So painful. Scholes same season at the Etihad. Me and my dad sat there at full time in the ground shell shocked. Sterling disallowed goal v Spurs in the CL. Me and my best mate absolutely devastated in the ground. Was a bleak walk back to the car that night.
 
You're right sorry - my bad. It was Boxing Day 1967 when I was 9, I meant to say - the 67/68 season when we went on to fantastically win the league for only the 2nd time in history.
Happy days. Good while they lasted. Even sweeter when they returned 30-40 years later.
I'll die a happy man after what's gone on in recent years.
We’re about the same age so we’ve been through all sorts of emotions haven’t we, from all the plastic rags taking the piss to being the best team this country has ever seen
 
Sterling's goal disallowed v Spurs in the Champions League.

I was still doing laps of the garden swinging my shirt around my head when my rag neighbor came out laughing his head off to tell me it had been disallowed.
 
Thought we played Everton Boxing Day 1968. It was my first game

I was on the Kippax for that. My memory — hazy — is of brilliant sunshine, the light that day had a fantastic, scintillating quality to it the way winter days in the north sometimes have, and of it being freezing bloody cold. Yet I don't think I've ever been so hot at a match. I was completely boxed in on my usual spot. (No question of going down the steps to get my cup of gnat's piss and a Wagon Wheel at half-time). In fact, I had the greatest difficulty getting down to my spot. On the History section of this forum, it says that attendance was a “mere” 53 thousand or so. That might have been the official figure returned, but I simply don't believe it. Policy on the turnstiles must have been very, very open that day. I remember no other match at which the Kippax was so completely rammed.
It also seems to me that our very own Joe Royle — not ours at that time — played a blinder that day? I remember thinking, “God I'd like that guy here!” And so it came to pass…
 
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Aside from other ones that have been mentioned, Kevin Phillips' goal for Southampton at Eastlands in 2004 was the first time I ever cried at a football match.

We needed a win (or at least a draw) to get clear of the bottom three, but Southampton turned up and schooled us from first to last. Anelka got one back to make it 1-2 on about 80 mins and I thought a comeback was suddenly on, but Phillips went straight up the other end about a minute later and made it 1-3.

When the full-time whistle went I thought we were done for. We had to go to Leicester the following week, who were a place behind us in the league, having won four away games all season. I was 10 years old and it was my first year as a season ticket holder and I just burst into tears. Thank god for David James and Paulo Wanchope, that's all I'll say.
 

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