As usual I'm in agreement with you SWP.
Human history is littered with people moaning that things ain't what they used to be.
Most bands' second albums, Boddington's Bitter and Monster Munch are examples of this. Some people are very adept at filtering out the crap from the past leaving only warm, positive memories in situ.
Many supporters do the same when it comes to City and its past. Conveniently forgetting the occasional quiet afternoons at Maine Road, the disgusting way the club treated Paul Lake and the questionable attendance figures in ther Swales years, leaving only fuzzy memories of a community focussed friendly club with the noisiest matchdays in the country every week. The truth is always infinitely more complex than some people are comfortable with.
Bluemoon, like our club, remains interesting, full of character and is usually good to watch.
Especially when there's a meltdown.