I remember feeling every minute of the Wigan play off semifinal at maine road. Remember them lining up, they had I think Roy Carroll in net and a big baldy centre back who'd been their key man (Colin Greenwood maybe we he called?) and I thought to myself at kick off, we'll struggle here.
Then in the final, I was bricking it after they scored. Realisation that we had another year of division two, that this is truly what it was to be city...
More recently Leicester last season before Vinny did his thing. There was also a game at the Etihad, may have been the Europa League, where we had to win to stay in and were throwing even the kitchen sink at them, alas to no avail.