I am 63 in a week, an FOC you might say. I was too young to be at Newcastle away in 68, couldn’t get a ticket for Leicester in 69 or West Brom in 70 (my big bro went), went win and lose league cup finals in 74 and 76 and saw a fine team finish second to the dippers in 77. After that most highlights were lower league, Charlton 5 1, Bradford away, West Ham away (despite relegation), Wigan away, Gillingham, Blackburn away, the KK promotion season.
What has happened since 2008, and particularly 2011 onwards is just unbelievable. The FA Cup win in 2011, particularly beating the vermin, was beautiful. The qpr game was a feeling never to be forgotten, including the feeling of despair at 1 2, then the elation at 3 2. Another PL, another F A cup, I am not actually sure how many league cups, 4 PLs in the last 5 years, the best football on the planet. A superbly run club (unlike my fucking name sake), a team with more fight and passion than probably any other. I could have died happy in 2012, I could still die happy in 2022. We are truly blessed Blues, and we have more of it to come. I FUCKING LOVE MANCHESTER CITY