I was 11 when Spurs beat us, I was so disappointed that I didn't get a ticket for the 1st match and was so happy when my dad came home with a replay ticket for me. It never crossed my daft little mind that we'd lose, I was heartbroken, managed to hold in the tears till we were on the train home then cried myself to sleep, it meant everything, to me.
When Wigan beat us, to be honest I was mildly disappointed but nothing more.
A man gains perspective in 33 years, the FA Cup Final isn't what it was and we've just had the most brilliant couple of years as City fans so it was not in any way a comparable experience.
Still can't believe we didn't fuckin win it though
But I've never ever been as upset by a loss as Luton83. Tears just flooded down my face as we drove away up Lloyd St. "It's happened before son and it'll happen again, there's no point getting upset" my dad told me.