Gordyola
Well-Known Member
Makes me think back to those bleak thoughts when were at Wembley 2-0 down against Gillingham wondering how we could muster up the courage to go on again for another season. For 20 years between 1978 and 1998 it was incredibly difficult. 4 weekends after 5 ruined. Despair of relegation. Habitual humiliation in the FA Cup. Very little hope, just sheer bloody mindedness and somehow it's morphed into all this.
There used to be a radio presenter, when radio did really mean something, who used to call Manchester City God's own club. I've always thought this club and its supporters were special. And I am still very proud of our supporters. One of my favourite memories was the first game in the old Division 3 at Maine Rd. I think we played Blackpool and won 3-2. We'd been relegated the season before. Kinkladze had gone. We were at our lowest ebb. We'd always had the fans behind us, but these were the days before the Internet when the Pink, a snatched glance at the Manchester Evening news hoardings outside the newsagent, from the bus was finger on the pulse. Later came the Clubcall headlines on Teletext. You had no idea about ticket sales and whether this was going to be too much for City fans, so it was with huge pride that I took my seat on the Kippax and looked around that day at a full house at Maine Rd in the old 3rd division. We had survived. We'd not quite reached the bottom, but it wasn't far away.
I wonder where we're going next.
"God's own club" that will be Jimmy Wagg