Daft things Dad said about City when you was a kid

My dad, not a football fan, would come home at teatime on a Saturday and say:
"Is it safe?"
He reckoned I was always in a bad temper if we lost.
 
On our first visit to Maine Road my Dad asked a copper "Where is the Kop?".

The amused copper smiled and told us we were near The Kippax and pointed to the nearest turnstile.

To be fair to my late Dad, he was not from Manchester and had watched most of his football at Wolves in the late 50s/early 60s.
 
My dad aged 10 went to the 84,569 6th round game at Maine rd v Stoke in 1934, said he went on his bike, left it leaning on a lamp post on Maine Road unlocked and it was still there when he got back.
My grandfather took my father and Uncle to that game. My father never told me he'd been, but my Uncle told me they had to wait after the game finished then meet up with their father when the crowd had dispersed in a pre-arranged spot.

He said he remembered the amount of blood they had to walk through getting out of the popular side terrace, the Kippax as it became.

He would have been 8 years old at the time.
 

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