We're the lads who live in Burnage
We will always have a go
If you think you'd take the Albion,
Come along and have a go
Burnage, Burnage, Burnage...
At this point, the Langley and Wythenshawe lads usually gave us a cheery wave of respect, involving two fingers.
Late 60s, early 70s were great days - the atmosphere was 1000 times better than nowadays at every match. The coaches to away games were absolutely mental sometimes. Things picked up again in the 80s.
A few of us used to pay to go in the home end at every away game (except all-ticket matches and West Ham obviously). If it got a bit too hairy - which it usually did at shitty places like Derby or Stoke - we'd plead ignorance, say we'd gone into the wrong end by accident and get the coppers to escort us along the side of the pitch to the City section.
You'd always see the same faces around. Never knew many of the names, just passing nods and such, but if there was ever any bother, you knew that they would be right with you (and vice versa) if you needed help.
All-seaters and having to have tickets killed everything that made going to the match special, particularly away days. If we could transport our 70s selves to the current day, 90% of us would try (and probably manage) to get in without paying - We certainly wouldn't take this new NFC shit lying down.
When I hear anyone at City talking about the matchday 'experience' nowadays, a little piece of me dies inside. The 'fan experience' is sterile and boring compared to pre-1990s, and that's no doubt the same at every club.
Kids today don't know what they missed - Imagine what they'd be like now if they were faced with a huge pile of 'temporarily confiscated' bovver boots piled up outside the away exits at Highfield Road with hundreds of Coventry City fans running towards us! Ha ha ha... Happy days.