United Thread | 2025/26

[TonyColemansbagofapples]

Rags have got waterfall competition.

At Old Toilet that would just be classed as a bit of a drip.

 

[blue b4 the moon]

At Old Toilet that would just be classed as a bit of a drip.

A deluge of drips....and that's just sat in the seats.

 

[BlueInsomniac]

OTD 12/11/1975:
League Cup Fourth Round:
City 4 Utd 0:
(Tueart 1,28 Hartford 14 Royle 79) Attendance 50,182:

Classic highlights: City 4-0 United 1975

On this day in 1975 Manchester City cruised to a 4-0 victory over Manchester United in the League Cup fourth round.

www.mancity.com

Despite the convincing manner of victory, it proved to be a bittersweet night for City,as the late,great Colin Bell was stretchered off with a terrible knee injury which kept him out for more than 18 months following a tackle by United’s Martin Buchan.



From Colin Bell Reluctant Hero By Colin Bell with Ian Cheeseman

… I always enjoyed playing under floodlights and there was a tremendous atmosphere as we ran out and prepared to get underway. Within a minute we were ahead, with Dennis Tueart scoring the goal, United were rattled as we pressed forward for a second goal. I received a pass through the centre circle from Dennis.

I was in the old fashioned inside right position as I made my way towards United’s goal at the Platt Lane end of the ground, I’d run about ten to fifteen yards into space, as things opened up for me because the United players had been drawn towards Dennis. I had a bit of space in front of me and I was preparing to shoot.

Paddy Roche was in goal and the pitch was a bit bobbly, as many surfaces were at that time of year. In the back of my mind I was thinking that I might have a shot, as Paddy wasn’t the best of goalkeepers. At that stage, I didn’t really feel I had much of a choice, apart from having a crack at goal. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a player coming across in front of me and I decided I had three options. I picked the wrong one.

The first option was to take a shot, if the ball sat up in the right position. The second was to increase my forward pace and try to go away from the player. The third choice was to stop, drag the ball back, let him go across me and then I’d go on clear, towards goal. I selected the last one.

I dragged it back, which left me balanced on my right leg, with all six studs in the ground. I could now see that it was Martin Buchan who was challenging me. His tackled smacked me just below the knee, in the right leg, which had my full weight on it.

It felt like my leg had been screwed into the ground. My knee bent backwards bursting blood vessels in the bottom of my thigh and in the top of my calf. All the ligaments in my knee were torn. Within seconds the knee was just a bag of blood. I knew straight away that it was a bad injury.

It wasn’t the pain that bothered me the most as I was being carried off by our physio Freddie Griffiths and his assistant Roy Bailey, it was fearing how bad the injury was. I shouted up to Freddie, “They’ve friggin hurt me Fred”. Within 30 seconds my knee had swollen to the size of a football.

Very soon I was in an ambulance on the way to hospital, where I was to stay for several days. My leg was black and blue from the hip joint right down to my ankle, I was quite generally unwell too, not just from the injury but also the shock to my system. I was told by the doctors that the trauma was similar to that suffered by someone involved in a serious car crash.
… Perhaps with today’s surgical techniques my treatment would have been different, but that kind of expertise simply didn’t exist at the time.

The first operation I had was to remove the congealed blood . After surgery, they immobilised my leg, which in hindsight was probably a mistake.

I believe that if I’d kept bending the leg and been able to mobilise at an earlier stage it would have helped the healing process. To have it in a straight legged position meant everything just congealed even more inside the knee. It was as if the joint had been super glued. When the plaster was eventually removed, I couldn’t even bend my knee.

 

[Grassland Blue]

OTD 12/11/1975:
League Cup Fourth Round:
City 4 Utd 0:
(Tueart 1,28 Hartford 14 Royle 79) Attendance 50,182:

View attachment 174695

Classic highlights: City 4-0 United 1975

On this day in 1975 Manchester City cruised to a 4-0 victory over Manchester United in the League Cup fourth round.

www.mancity.com

Despite the convincing manner of victory, it proved to be a bittersweet night for City,as the late,great Colin Bell was stretchered off with a terrible knee injury which kept him out for more than 18 months following a tackle by United’s Martin Buchan.

View attachment 174696

From Colin Bell Reluctant Hero By Colin Bell with Ian Cheeseman

… I always enjoyed playing under floodlights and there was a tremendous atmosphere as we ran out and prepared to get underway. Within a minute we were ahead, with Dennis Tueart scoring the goal, United were rattled as we pressed forward for a second goal. I received a pass through the centre circle from Dennis.

I was in the old fashioned inside right position as I made my way towards United’s goal at the Platt Lane end of the ground, I’d run about ten to fifteen yards into space, as things opened up for me because the United players had been drawn towards Dennis. I had a bit of space in front of me and I was preparing to shoot.

Paddy Roche was in goal and the pitch was a bit bobbly, as many surfaces were at that time of year. In the back of my mind I was thinking that I might have a shot, as Paddy wasn’t the best of goalkeepers. At that stage, I didn’t really feel I had much of a choice, apart from having a crack at goal. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a player coming across in front of me and I decided I had three options. I picked the wrong one.

The first option was to take a shot, if the ball sat up in the right position. The second was to increase my forward pace and try to go away from the player. The third choice was to stop, drag the ball back, let him go across me and then I’d go on clear, towards goal. I selected the last one.

I dragged it back, which left me balanced on my right leg, with all six studs in the ground. I could now see that it was Martin Buchan who was challenging me. His tackled smacked me just below the knee, in the right leg, which had my full weight on it.

It felt like my leg had been screwed into the ground. My knee bent backwards bursting blood vessels in the bottom of my thigh and in the top of my calf. All the ligaments in my knee were torn. Within seconds the knee was just a bag of blood. I knew straight away that it was a bad injury.

It wasn’t the pain that bothered me the most as I was being carried off by our physio Freddie Griffiths and his assistant Roy Bailey, it was fearing how bad the injury was. I shouted up to Freddie, “They’ve friggin hurt me Fred”. Within 30 seconds my knee had swollen to the size of a football.

Very soon I was in an ambulance on the way to hospital, where I was to stay for several days. My leg was black and blue from the hip joint right down to my ankle, I was quite generally unwell too, not just from the injury but also the shock to my system. I was told by the doctors that the trauma was similar to that suffered by someone involved in a serious car crash.
… Perhaps with today’s surgical techniques my treatment would have been different, but that kind of expertise simply didn’t exist at the time.

The first operation I had was to remove the congealed blood . After surgery, they immobilised my leg, which in hindsight was probably a mistake.

I believe that if I’d kept bending the leg and been able to mobilise at an earlier stage it would have helped the healing process. To have it in a straight legged position meant everything just congealed even more inside the knee. It was as if the joint had been super glued. When the plaster was eventually removed, I couldn’t even bend my knee.

I'll never forget that tackle.
It happened right in front of where I was standing in the Kippax.
Buchan went in hard.
If the concrete barrier hadn't been there I reckon that I could have had a few stud marks too.
There were some hard men back in those days, but I never was present to witness a worse tackle, none came close.
That was the day my dislike of that club as a rival, turned into full blown hatred.

 

[Shirley]

The new 100,000 capacity new swamp is back in the headlines with andy saying no public money will be used….lets see about that.

 

[Blueknows]

OTD 12/11/1975:
League Cup Fourth Round:
City 4 Utd 0:
(Tueart 1,28 Hartford 14 Royle 79) Attendance 50,182:

View attachment 174695

Classic highlights: City 4-0 United 1975

On this day in 1975 Manchester City cruised to a 4-0 victory over Manchester United in the League Cup fourth round.

www.mancity.com

Despite the convincing manner of victory, it proved to be a bittersweet night for City,as the late,great Colin Bell was stretchered off with a terrible knee injury which kept him out for more than 18 months following a tackle by United’s Martin Buchan.

View attachment 174696

From Colin Bell Reluctant Hero By Colin Bell with Ian Cheeseman

… I always enjoyed playing under floodlights and there was a tremendous atmosphere as we ran out and prepared to get underway. Within a minute we were ahead, with Dennis Tueart scoring the goal, United were rattled as we pressed forward for a second goal. I received a pass through the centre circle from Dennis.

I was in the old fashioned inside right position as I made my way towards United’s goal at the Platt Lane end of the ground, I’d run about ten to fifteen yards into space, as things opened up for me because the United players had been drawn towards Dennis. I had a bit of space in front of me and I was preparing to shoot.

Paddy Roche was in goal and the pitch was a bit bobbly, as many surfaces were at that time of year. In the back of my mind I was thinking that I might have a shot, as Paddy wasn’t the best of goalkeepers. At that stage, I didn’t really feel I had much of a choice, apart from having a crack at goal. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a player coming across in front of me and I decided I had three options. I picked the wrong one.

The first option was to take a shot, if the ball sat up in the right position. The second was to increase my forward pace and try to go away from the player. The third choice was to stop, drag the ball back, let him go across me and then I’d go on clear, towards goal. I selected the last one.

I dragged it back, which left me balanced on my right leg, with all six studs in the ground. I could now see that it was Martin Buchan who was challenging me. His tackled smacked me just below the knee, in the right leg, which had my full weight on it.

It felt like my leg had been screwed into the ground. My knee bent backwards bursting blood vessels in the bottom of my thigh and in the top of my calf. All the ligaments in my knee were torn. Within seconds the knee was just a bag of blood. I knew straight away that it was a bad injury.

It wasn’t the pain that bothered me the most as I was being carried off by our physio Freddie Griffiths and his assistant Roy Bailey, it was fearing how bad the injury was. I shouted up to Freddie, “They’ve friggin hurt me Fred”. Within 30 seconds my knee had swollen to the size of a football.

Very soon I was in an ambulance on the way to hospital, where I was to stay for several days. My leg was black and blue from the hip joint right down to my ankle, I was quite generally unwell too, not just from the injury but also the shock to my system. I was told by the doctors that the trauma was similar to that suffered by someone involved in a serious car crash.
… Perhaps with today’s surgical techniques my treatment would have been different, but that kind of expertise simply didn’t exist at the time.

The first operation I had was to remove the congealed blood . After surgery, they immobilised my leg, which in hindsight was probably a mistake.

I believe that if I’d kept bending the leg and been able to mobilise at an earlier stage it would have helped the healing process. To have it in a straight legged position meant everything just congealed even more inside the knee. It was as if the joint had been super glued. When the plaster was eventually removed, I couldn’t even bend my knee.

Wow thanks for posting , this was my debut as a 10 yrd old blue (thanks dad for raising me as a blue rip)......was sold for life

 

[kippaxwarrior]

Andy Burnham has absolutely, unequivocally, guaranteed that not a single penny of tax payers money will be used to build the rags new circus.

Let's see how that pans out......

 

[KentBlue]

I'll never forget that tackle.
It happened right in front of where I was standing in the Kippax.
Buchan went in hard.
If the concrete barrier hadn't been there I reckon that I could have had a few stud marks too.
There were some hard men back in those days, but I never was present to witness a worse tackle, none came close.
That was the day my dislike of that club as a rival, turned into full blown hatred.

Typical rag mentality, if he's a better player than me I'll break his legs.

 

[Blue Mist]

OTD 12/11/1975:
League Cup Fourth Round:
City 4 Utd 0:
(Tueart 1,28 Hartford 14 Royle 79) Attendance 50,182:

View attachment 174704

Classic highlights: City 4-0 United 1975

On this day in 1975 Manchester City cruised to a 4-0 victory over Manchester United in the League Cup fourth round.

www.mancity.com

Despite the convincing manner of victory, it proved to be a bittersweet night for City,as the late,great Colin Bell was stretchered off with a terrible knee injury which kept him out for more than 18 months following a tackle by United’s Martin Buchan.

View attachment 174696

From Colin Bell Reluctant Hero By Colin Bell with Ian Cheeseman

… I always enjoyed playing under floodlights and there was a tremendous atmosphere as we ran out and prepared to get underway. Within a minute we were ahead, with Dennis Tueart scoring the goal, United were rattled as we pressed forward for a second goal. I received a pass through the centre circle from Dennis.

I was in the old fashioned inside right position as I made my way towards United’s goal at the Platt Lane end of the ground, I’d run about ten to fifteen yards into space, as things opened up for me because the United players had been drawn towards Dennis. I had a bit of space in front of me and I was preparing to shoot.

Paddy Roche was in goal and the pitch was a bit bobbly, as many surfaces were at that time of year. In the back of my mind I was thinking that I might have a shot, as Paddy wasn’t the best of goalkeepers. At that stage, I didn’t really feel I had much of a choice, apart from having a crack at goal. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a player coming across in front of me and I decided I had three options. I picked the wrong one.

The first option was to take a shot, if the ball sat up in the right position. The second was to increase my forward pace and try to go away from the player. The third choice was to stop, drag the ball back, let him go across me and then I’d go on clear, towards goal. I selected the last one.

I dragged it back, which left me balanced on my right leg, with all six studs in the ground. I could now see that it was Martin Buchan who was challenging me. His tackled smacked me just below the knee, in the right leg, which had my full weight on it.

It felt like my leg had been screwed into the ground. My knee bent backwards bursting blood vessels in the bottom of my thigh and in the top of my calf. All the ligaments in my knee were torn. Within seconds the knee was just a bag of blood. I knew straight away that it was a bad injury.

It wasn’t the pain that bothered me the most as I was being carried off by our physio Freddie Griffiths and his assistant Roy Bailey, it was fearing how bad the injury was. I shouted up to Freddie, “They’ve friggin hurt me Fred”. Within 30 seconds my knee had swollen to the size of a football.

Very soon I was in an ambulance on the way to hospital, where I was to stay for several days. My leg was black and blue from the hip joint right down to my ankle, I was quite generally unwell too, not just from the injury but also the shock to my system. I was told by the doctors that the trauma was similar to that suffered by someone involved in a serious car crash.
… Perhaps with today’s surgical techniques my treatment would have been different, but that kind of expertise simply didn’t exist at the time.

The first operation I had was to remove the congealed blood . After surgery, they immobilised my leg, which in hindsight was probably a mistake.

I believe that if I’d kept bending the leg and been able to mobilise at an earlier stage it would have helped the healing process. To have it in a straight legged position meant everything just congealed even more inside the knee. It was as if the joint had been super glued. When the plaster was eventually removed, I couldn’t even bend my knee.

Through the years Bell refused to blame Buchan but that describes the foul perfectly. The shithouse caught Bell on the knee, full force, no intention to win the ball, just to stop Bell.
Dont forget Best ruined Pardoes career as well with a bad foul.
Im sure there is one more but i can't remember who it was, anyone ?
(Not Alfie Haaland, I'm talking about the 70's)
Years later the gpc ordered his thugs to do SWP, whilst forced off injured (and therefore City lost any chance of winning the derby) it fortunately wasn't as bad an injury as King Colins.

The rag thugs have always done the dirty stuff first and the football second.
Scum.

 

[KentBlue]

The derby when they'd obviously had orders from that despicable **** to get sweep was so blatant it was embarrassing for the sport.

 

[blue b4 the moon]

I was at the other end of the pitch when Colin was 'done over' but, the dread in the crowd was palpable.

 

[Kinkybyname]

Andy Burnham has absolutely, unequivocally, guaranteed that not a single penny of tax payers money will be used to build the rags new circus.

Let's see how that pans out......

he lies like a Persian rug

 

[bluemanchester]

I agree

OTD 12/11/1975:
League Cup Fourth Round:
City 4 Utd 0:
(Tueart 1,28 Hartford 14 Royle 79) Attendance 50,182:

View attachment 174704

Classic highlights: City 4-0 United 1975

On this day in 1975 Manchester City cruised to a 4-0 victory over Manchester United in the League Cup fourth round.

www.mancity.com

Despite the convincing manner of victory, it proved to be a bittersweet night for City,as the late,great Colin Bell was stretchered off with a terrible knee injury which kept him out for more than 18 months following a tackle by United’s Martin Buchan.

View attachment 174696

From Colin Bell Reluctant Hero By Colin Bell with Ian Cheeseman

… I always enjoyed playing under floodlights and there was a tremendous atmosphere as we ran out and prepared to get underway. Within a minute we were ahead, with Dennis Tueart scoring the goal, United were rattled as we pressed forward for a second goal. I received a pass through the centre circle from Dennis.

I was in the old fashioned inside right position as I made my way towards United’s goal at the Platt Lane end of the ground, I’d run about ten to fifteen yards into space, as things opened up for me because the United players had been drawn towards Dennis. I had a bit of space in front of me and I was preparing to shoot.

Paddy Roche was in goal and the pitch was a bit bobbly, as many surfaces were at that time of year. In the back of my mind I was thinking that I might have a shot, as Paddy wasn’t the best of goalkeepers. At that stage, I didn’t really feel I had much of a choice, apart from having a crack at goal. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a player coming across in front of me and I decided I had three options. I picked the wrong one.

The first option was to take a shot, if the ball sat up in the right position. The second was to increase my forward pace and try to go away from the player. The third choice was to stop, drag the ball back, let him go across me and then I’d go on clear, towards goal. I selected the last one.

I dragged it back, which left me balanced on my right leg, with all six studs in the ground. I could now see that it was Martin Buchan who was challenging me. His tackled smacked me just below the knee, in the right leg, which had my full weight on it.

It felt like my leg had been screwed into the ground. My knee bent backwards bursting blood vessels in the bottom of my thigh and in the top of my calf. All the ligaments in my knee were torn. Within seconds the knee was just a bag of blood. I knew straight away that it was a bad injury.

It wasn’t the pain that bothered me the most as I was being carried off by our physio Freddie Griffiths and his assistant Roy Bailey, it was fearing how bad the injury was. I shouted up to Freddie, “They’ve friggin hurt me Fred”. Within 30 seconds my knee had swollen to the size of a football.

Very soon I was in an ambulance on the way to hospital, where I was to stay for several days. My leg was black and blue from the hip joint right down to my ankle, I was quite generally unwell too, not just from the injury but also the shock to my system. I was told by the doctors that the trauma was similar to that suffered by someone involved in a serious car crash.
… Perhaps with today’s surgical techniques my treatment would have been different, but that kind of expertise simply didn’t exist at the time.

The first operation I had was to remove the congealed blood . After surgery, they immobilised my leg, which in hindsight was probably a mistake.

I believe that if I’d kept bending the leg and been able to mobilise at an earlier stage it would have helped the healing process. To have it in a straight legged position meant everything just congealed even more inside the knee. It was as if the joint had been super glued. When the plaster was eventually removed, I couldn’t even bend my knee.

I agree with the kings assessment that he should have been having physio immediately after the op. I had a similar break a few years earlier, luckily my ligaments survived intact, just broken bones for me. After having everything screwed back I was put in plaster, I complained the day after of it been tight and causing pain. They took the plaster off and put on what I would describe as a gutter under my leg and held in place by bandages. After seeing the knee when they took the plaster off they started bending exercises on my knee daily. In time this gave me an avceptable level of mobility in my knee and was probably the best decision made, I was able to play sport well into my fifties. I was in the main stand when the king made his return. I took no pleasure then or now, that I turned to my mate on seeing his knee for the first time since the 'tackle' and said, that is bad I can't see how he will get back to what he was. Sadly I was right. I suppose it was a big mistake by his medical team to leave it in plaster for so long because if he had got, I'm guessing here, the NHS team I had he may have got back to near his best or even back to his very best. Too late now but even now after all these years he is still considered to be one of our finest players in living memory.

 

[Blueknows]

I agree

I agree with the kings assessment that he should have been having physio immediately after the op. I had a similar break a few years earlier, luckily my ligaments survived intact, just broken bones for me. After having everything screwed back I was put in plaster, I complained the day after of it been tight and causing pain. They took the plaster off and put on what I would describe as a gutter under my leg and held in place by bandages. After seeing the knee when they took the plaster off they started bending exercises on my knee daily. In time this gave me an avceptable level of mobility in my knee and was probably the best decision made, I was able to play sport well into my fifties. I was in the main stand when the king made his return. I took no pleasure then or now, that I turned to my mate on seeing his knee for the first time since the 'tackle' and said, that is bad I can't see how he will get back to what he was. Sadly I was right. I suppose it was a big mistake by his medical team to leave it in plaster for so long because if he had got, I'm guessing here, the NHS team I had he may have got back to near his best or even back to his very best. Too late now but even now after all these years he is still considered to be one of our finest players in living memory.

Paul Lakes book outlines this very well , and the advances in treating players from what was

 

[bluemanchester]

Paul Lakes book outlines this very well , and the advances in treating players from what was

My op was before the kings, so the method was there already, just not chosen by his medical team. Paul Lakes treatment was also badly handled by the club and others as I think he admits. If Lakey had his op not many years later he probably would have made a full recovery, as the procedure advanced quickly over not many years. Sadly we as supporters missed watching two players in their prime for a good few years more than what we got. I would also like to add they were both young men whose life was football, football, football and relied on professional people making the right decisions for them, sadly they didn't.

 

[dennishasdoneit]

The new 100,000 capacity new swamp is back in the headlines with andy saying no public money will be used….lets see about that.

Lies.

 

[Plays By Sense Of Smell]

Lies.

The fella should be scrutinised to the extreme. Maybe Khaldoon has people…One pound out of place…

 

[kingn6]

Lies.

When they go into administration somebody will have to pay

 

[malg]

4 years since pep won pl motm?

That's shocking if true.

Surely manager is the season though

We've been shite though.....

 

[Vienna_70]

OTD 12/11/1975:
League Cup Fourth Round:
City 4 Utd 0:
(Tueart 1,28 Hartford 14 Royle 79) Attendance 50,182:

View attachment 174704

Classic highlights: City 4-0 United 1975

On this day in 1975 Manchester City cruised to a 4-0 victory over Manchester United in the League Cup fourth round.

www.mancity.com

Despite the convincing manner of victory, it proved to be a bittersweet night for City,as the late,great Colin Bell was stretchered off with a terrible knee injury which kept him out for more than 18 months following a tackle by United’s Martin Buchan.

View attachment 174696

From Colin Bell Reluctant Hero By Colin Bell with Ian Cheeseman

… I always enjoyed playing under floodlights and there was a tremendous atmosphere as we ran out and prepared to get underway. Within a minute we were ahead, with Dennis Tueart scoring the goal, United were rattled as we pressed forward for a second goal. I received a pass through the centre circle from Dennis.

I was in the old fashioned inside right position as I made my way towards United’s goal at the Platt Lane end of the ground, I’d run about ten to fifteen yards into space, as things opened up for me because the United players had been drawn towards Dennis. I had a bit of space in front of me and I was preparing to shoot.

Paddy Roche was in goal and the pitch was a bit bobbly, as many surfaces were at that time of year. In the back of my mind I was thinking that I might have a shot, as Paddy wasn’t the best of goalkeepers. At that stage, I didn’t really feel I had much of a choice, apart from having a crack at goal. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a player coming across in front of me and I decided I had three options. I picked the wrong one.

The first option was to take a shot, if the ball sat up in the right position. The second was to increase my forward pace and try to go away from the player. The third choice was to stop, drag the ball back, let him go across me and then I’d go on clear, towards goal. I selected the last one.

I dragged it back, which left me balanced on my right leg, with all six studs in the ground. I could now see that it was Martin Buchan who was challenging me. His tackled smacked me just below the knee, in the right leg, which had my full weight on it.

It felt like my leg had been screwed into the ground. My knee bent backwards bursting blood vessels in the bottom of my thigh and in the top of my calf. All the ligaments in my knee were torn. Within seconds the knee was just a bag of blood. I knew straight away that it was a bad injury.

It wasn’t the pain that bothered me the most as I was being carried off by our physio Freddie Griffiths and his assistant Roy Bailey, it was fearing how bad the injury was. I shouted up to Freddie, “They’ve friggin hurt me Fred”. Within 30 seconds my knee had swollen to the size of a football.

Very soon I was in an ambulance on the way to hospital, where I was to stay for several days. My leg was black and blue from the hip joint right down to my ankle, I was quite generally unwell too, not just from the injury but also the shock to my system. I was told by the doctors that the trauma was similar to that suffered by someone involved in a serious car crash.
… Perhaps with today’s surgical techniques my treatment would have been different, but that kind of expertise simply didn’t exist at the time.

The first operation I had was to remove the congealed blood . After surgery, they immobilised my leg, which in hindsight was probably a mistake.

I believe that if I’d kept bending the leg and been able to mobilise at an earlier stage it would have helped the healing process. To have it in a straight legged position meant everything just congealed even more inside the knee. It was as if the joint had been super glued. When the plaster was eventually removed, I couldn’t even bend my knee.

I remember watching the highlights, without knowing the score, on Sportsnight With Coleman.

And being absolutely delighted with the result.

Obviously.