cried

About 5 times today.

got to stop watching all the video's from yesterday. i just can not stop fucking crying.
 
I was a little bit teary when I spoke to my brother from overseas after, but I really broke down getting back home and watching the pitch invasion of all the blues and the celebrations... Just everything over the last few decades was released, tears of joy, I'm so emotionally drained and happy.

Wow.
 
balled my eyes out for 20 mins after the game in my seat.

i was pissed and the emotions of the day just did me.
 
I'm 47, five minutes to I was crying in agony, then in exstacy when Kun scored, guy next to me gave me a massive hug, pair of soft cnuts! what a day.
 
Chris Mac said:
I shed a few tears at the final whistle along with quite a few who sit around me. We're all around the 40/50 years old range and have all seen the darkest of days for the club we love. Those tears were of pure, unadulterated joy, no one ashamed to shed them openly just raw emotion coming to the fore.
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I'm 20 and I had tears in my eyes, after about a minute following Sergio goal and knowing we'd won it. And when the trophy was lifted. And then again when we were all singing Wonderwall.

Wouldn't change that feeling for anything in the world, possibly only when my first born is born (providing I find anyone mental enough to have children with me...)
 
I (40)was watching the game with my dad and my pooch here in Canada. Just before the end of the game my daughter joined us and I was explaining to her how City has to score 2 goals to win. Then Dzeko scored and I started crying more out of desparation thinking there is no way.... My daughter said to me: "it is not over yet". The next thing you know Aguero scored, we all jumped and screamed. My dog got scared, started barking it was awesome. My daughter hugged me and my tears started pouring out of happines. I was happy for all City fans who waited so long for this moment. The best singing fans in the world, the most supportive fans.....the happiest fans in the world. I bow down to all of you.
 
I bellowed like a lonely walrus and jumped like one to

my mate needed consoling he cried like there can be no pain of a 44 year wait ever again

my other mate needed getting out of bed -he'd gone to hide from it all at 2 -1


I never thought i could have any better memories of city but yesterday is already no 1

my first match when rodney overheaded it passed phil parkes were qpr......

4 th best memory
 
I was in the Colin Bell Stand, I did cry, a mixture of joy and relief...at 90 minutes all I was thinking about was the ridicule we were gonna get and what a horrible few weeks it was going to be trying to get over the disappointment
 
Me and my Dad both cried.

It's been a horrible few weeks, as he's literally just been diagnosed with Cancer. We're still at that stage where we don't quite know the prognosis so everything has been a bit up in the air.

For this reason, i just so desperately wanted to win the league with him by my side. It sounds dramatic, but i don't know what the next year will be like, so this moment meant so much to me. I've lived with him welling up with pride everytime he tells me about Colin Bell, Buzzer, Neil Young, Francis Lee, Mike Doyle etc and how he was one of the first on the pitch at Newcastle in 68.

I've seen the transformation in him. From him initially struggling to get his head round the money side of things, and him struggling to initially understand my excitement at the likes of Silva, Tevez, Yaya Toure and even Mancini.

This season has been different though. Those players have started to become his new heroes. Every single one of them. From Zabba right through to Aguero.

Then to this game.

From joy to absolute despair in the space of half an hour. The look of dejection on his face. He's seen it too many times. So have i, and i'm 35 years younger. When that second QPR goal went in, i'll never be able to describe how horrible i felt. Beyond comprehension.

My Dad tried his best to cheer me up. Pretending he wasn't that bothered.

Then the corner in the 91st minute. "It's going to be just like Gillingham here" he said with a little grin on his face. He always says stuff like that when we're losing - "There's a goal coming, i can feel it". That's what he's like.

Then it happened. We scored and he believed. I was a mess. Hoody over my head. So close yet so far. Time had surely run out. He still believed, or if he didn't, he was making a good fist of convincing me.

He cracked open a Carlsberg and sat up on the sofa. "He-arrr kid, it's on". I feel a little less pessimistic, but only a tad.

Then Nasri runs the ball out of play. Unwittingly. Game Over.

I look at the floor. By the time my head is back up, De Jong has the ball. Last chance saloon. He played the ball into Aguero. He plays it to Balotelli. Balotelli turns. My dad grabs my arms. Balotelli to.....AGUERRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

I jump up from the floor. I defy gravity. We're going mental. We're hugging. It's all a blur. We're not crying. We're just shouting....and jumping....and i'm dancing a bit. My dad's phoning his brother. My Mum bangs on the floor to tell us to shut up.

No tears yet though. My Mum makes her way downstairs. We show her what we've witnessed. Even she is left gob smacked. Everyone is.

We carry on watching the celebrations. Still grinning from ear to ear.

Then the trophy presentation. My Dad see's Buzzer, and Book and Lee and Bell. He looks at me and says "That's fucking brilliant son. My heroes" and he starts balling his eyes out. In all my time on this earth, i've never seen something mean so much to someone. My waterworks started. My Mum's followed.

I hugged my Dad and told him "we've fucking done it dad".

To share a moment like that, with someone you love so much is the greatest feeling in the world.
 
I'm so glad i wasnt on any of the tv cameras because i was awful. Not normally like that but from their second goal i was gone. Blubbering like a baby. When we scored the 3rd i didnt even celebrate i just got even worse!! Then ran on the pitch for no good reason, crying the whole way. What a day, best day of my life easily. I love my football club.
 
I was with my youngest lad yesterday, and sit next to another bloke with his kid .... both of the boys were jumping around like lunatics when Sergio put the ball net, whilst me and the other bloke were just burst into tears ... funny now looking back on it ... but my lad wasn't as close to a breakdown as I was yesterday
 
manchester city - ruining the image of macho football blokes since 2012
 
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