Dodge
Well-Known Member
I have never known such tension at a football match. It was like the club's entire past and future depended on this one game. This was not a cup final or a title decider, where coming runners up hurts but isn't the end of the world. This was a game where defeat was too awful to contemplate, especially given what had just happened to Man United. Those who weren't emotionally involved with the club at the time can never comprehend what framed this win.
For the last 20 years City had become famous as the Kings of The Cock Up. The bigger the occasion, the higher the likelihood of us crashing and burning. We all knew that, and that's what created the unbearable tension. At 2-0 down it almost felt pre-ordained. City had flushed us with hope for the last five months and were now shitting on us from the greatest of heights. The club was in deep financial trouble and it felt like the tipping point. I remember deciding I couldn't put myself through this any more. I was ready to quit a lifetime's passion.
The way Dickov equalised was the club's rebirth, encapsulated in one magic minute. Stuff like that had stopped happening to city years before. The Gypsy's Curse was lifted in one electrifying strike. Things were never the same again.
Beautifully put..