Noel Gallagher and City.

Great story. I have a similar one, although not as good as yours

Glastonbury 1994, the year they did their first performance. They hadn't released the album yet but a buzz was building about them. It was the Saturday night after Orbital had played (we were big fans) and a couple of our possee had gone off to the toilet and me and mate (both blues) were waiting at the designated spot. Despite my altered state I immediately recognised someone walking nearby (from the famous NME shoot in City shirts) and nudged my mate and said "That's him out of Oasis". It wasn't really a big deal but he saw that and just walked aver and said Hello. I'm slightly embassarresd to say that the first thing that came out of my mouth was "Are you Noel or Liam?" It was Noel.

Anyway, he hung around with us and we took the piss out of him for staying in a hotel, and also the main topic of converation was City. He's as big a blue as anyone.
Great story. I have a barely similar one, although not as good, and deffo not as good as @Harlaching Sky Blue. Not Oasis but Manchester music and City related.

There were loads of Mancs in the 80's who left God's country to find work elsewhere as unemployment soared and Thatchers Britain took the North to hell and back. In early 1984 my workplace in Alty was closed down and I was offered a transfer to a branch in Leicester. It was the dole or Leicester, I chose the latter. Spent my week trapped in misery inside a shitty bedsit but lived for my weekends of City. Friday train to Sheffield and the rattler to Piccadilly. Sunday night the reverse, feeling homesick as fuck, City in 2nd division, contemplating all sorts. One train ride changed everything.

We'd just dicked Cambridge 5-0 at Maine Road in the last game of the season. That Sunday night train ride back to Leicester was the worst. Season was finished and a cornerstone of surviving the move was gone for 3 months. Mates doing summer family stuff and no footy meant a bleak few months in store for me.

A bloke got on at Chesterfield and sat opposite me. He immediately saw I was reading the City programme from the Cambridge game. He laughed and muttered something about not being able to go anywhere without bumping into a Blue. He was also on his way to Leicester. Turned out he ran the doors at few places in Leicester. Knowing now my struggles, he asked me if I fancied working a door for him the week after at a music venue in Leicester. New Order were in town and they were expecting a few ex-pat Mancs to turn up. Agreed wholeheartedly and turned up on the night. Was given a fire escape to watch to keep the jibbers out. Sure enough, I heard a bit of a commotion outside so opened the fire escape to be confronted with about 20 lads. They were outside waiting for a mate inside to let them in. First thing I noticed was a City pin badge. A fucking big smile lit up my face and after a 2 second knowing silence, lifted my lapel to reveal mine. Needless to say, they all got in sharpish. Needless to say I wasn't invited back. But within a week of that night I'd met the chairman of the Leicester & Rugby branch, made friends for life and I'm still in Leicester to this day.

Funny old game.
 
The minute I show the slightest bit of faith and confidence in City they fuck it up. My constant negativity and pessimism keeps us successful.

I'm the same. Always look at the pessimistic side but hope for the best. Always been the same, don't get cocky as it will bite us on the arse.



You's could have a username the opposite of mine,

Keepingthefearsince.......
 
Two working class Manc Blues who’ve made it to the very top.
Fair fucks to them.
We should be proud to have them flying the flag for our great club.
I do wish we’d have an Oasis song to come out to and sing along to instead of Bluemoon.
Which isn’t a great song to build an atmosphere.
Far too short and dies a death very quickly.
I appreciate I might get some stick for the last part : )
 
Great story. I have a barely similar one, although not as good, and deffo not as good as @Harlaching Sky Blue. Not Oasis but Manchester music and City related.

There were loads of Mancs in the 80's who left God's country to find work elsewhere as unemployment soared and Thatchers Britain took the North to hell and back. In early 1984 my workplace in Alty was closed down and I was offered a transfer to a branch in Leicester. It was the dole or Leicester, I chose the latter. Spent my week trapped in misery inside a shitty bedsit but lived for my weekends of City. Friday train to Sheffield and the rattler to Piccadilly. Sunday night the reverse, feeling homesick as fuck, City in 2nd division, contemplating all sorts. One train ride changed everything.

We'd just dicked Cambridge 5-0 at Maine Road in the last game of the season. That Sunday night train ride back to Leicester was the worst. Season was finished and a cornerstone of surviving the move was gone for 3 months. Mates doing summer family stuff and no footy meant a bleak few months in store for me.

A bloke got on at Chesterfield and sat opposite me. He immediately saw I was reading the City programme from the Cambridge game. He laughed and muttered something about not being able to go anywhere without bumping into a Blue. He was also on his way to Leicester. Turned out he ran the doors at few places in Leicester. Knowing now my struggles, he asked me if I fancied working a door for him the week after at a music venue in Leicester. New Order were in town and they were expecting a few ex-pat Mancs to turn up. Agreed wholeheartedly and turned up on the night. Was given a fire escape to watch to keep the jibbers out. Sure enough, I heard a bit of a commotion outside so opened the fire escape to be confronted with about 20 lads. They were outside waiting for a mate inside to let them in. First thing I noticed was a City pin badge. A fucking big smile lit up my face and after a 2 second knowing silence, lifted my lapel to reveal mine. Needless to say, they all got in sharpish. Needless to say I wasn't invited back. But within a week of that night I'd met the chairman of the Leicester & Rugby branch, made friends for life and I'm still in Leicester to this day.

Funny old game.
Good tale mate. I was a New Order fan myself in those days but didn’t go to that gig. There used to be fighting at many of them back then, often involving Manchester lads who’d travelled. Blackburn was a bad one around that time.
 
Good tale mate. I was a New Order fan myself in those days but didn’t go to that gig. There used to be fighting at many of them back then, often involving Manchester lads who’d travelled. Blackburn was a bad one around that time.
Yeah it was a bit of a busmans holiday for me, but had never seen them live. I'd heard that they weren't that great and true to form, Bernard was awful. A few boo's were flying around and it was a bit edgy. Having been released from the failed fire escape duties I had a few beers with the Manc lads who reckoned it was one of his best vocal performances. In truth, the only decent thing was Hooky's inimitable bass.
 
Two working class Manc Blues who’ve made it to the very top.
Fair fucks to them.

We should be proud to have them flying the flag for our great club.
I do wish we’d have an Oasis song to come out to and sing along to instead of Bluemoon.
Which isn’t a great song to build an atmosphere.
Far too short and dies a death very quickly.
I appreciate I might get some stick for the l
Noel said when he was a kid going to City “it’s where he learned the anthemic nature to his songs” his songs quickly became anthems.

Did we sing more and better songs at City in the seventies and eighties, than we do now.?
 
Noel said when he was a kid going to City “it’s where he learned the anthemic nature to his songs” his songs quickly became anthems.

Did we sing more and better songs at City in the seventies and eighties, than we do now.?
Better songs?
It’s probably on par imo.
Most great City songs usually start with some pissed up Blues somewhere : )
More songs?
At home definitely more in the 70’s and 80’s.
Let’s be honest modern atmospheres are shite in comparison.
Most clubs away support is better than their home support though.
 
When we were at our lowest ebb on the field these boys were shouting our name all around the world. In 1996 their seminal gigs at Maine Road has Noel Liam and Guigsy on the tickets in the City kit.

On solo tours on every continent both Liam and Noel’s High flying Birds had drum kits with the City crest on.

And in their 41 night reunion Oasis gigs they ve had the club badge and a cutout of Pep with a City scarf at every gig.

They couldn’t have done more to spruik the name of Manchester City at every opportunity.

Top lads
 
Yep, but I can understand why he said that because time has shown that they've never really left the south of England, and Noel KNEW, when he said it, that they would be growing up living amongst fans of the more popular London clubs, Arsenal included .... kids growing up can be easily influenced, or persuaded to support other clubs by their mates or schoolchums, or simply because a club is winning trophies ... no matter how much dad tries to point them Citys way !
That’s what Noel thought at the time would happen, they would support Arsenal but it’s not turned out that way
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Whoever said they follow the dad is correct, Noel’s three and Liams two all blues, Liams son in the middle “Gene” is a big City fan
 

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