I’m not sure what the point of the thread is but the comments that “It was cold and windswept” or “The steps up to it were a death trap in winter” could have been levelled at any other terrace at any other ground across the country at the time.
The assertion that the ”paintwork on the metalwork was faded and in need of a refresh” isn’t what I recall. On the contrary, my recollection was that the paintwork on the barriers and the whitewashing of the walls was done every summer.
“The toilets were a disgrace and should have been condemned, the smell was disgusting.” Again, no different to anywhere else.
“The burgers and hot dogs were shit.” I may be wrong here, but I don’t recall anyone selling either on the Kippax. Outside yes, but not inside.
By the standards of the time, the Kippax was as good as, if not better than most other terraces. It always had a safety certificate and Maine Road was often used as a neutral ground for FA Cup Semi-Finals and even for a League Cup Final replay in 1984.
Aesthetically, an expanse of concrete under a low-slung roof that was possibly made of asbestos and propped up by a handful of pillars was never going to win any admiring glances.
However, the Kippax was never really about its hard edges of concrete and steel; it was more about the people who stood together on it. And while its reputation could strike fear into the fans of our opponents, when we were very young we didn’t care about such things. We could get together with our mates on the Kippax steps and watch our team for a mere 40p, plus 15p for a programme.
Make no mistake, the Kippax was the pulsing beat of Maine Road and, by extension, Manchester City Football Club.
I was brought up in Wythenshawe but I grew up on the Kippax.