Gillingham v Manchester City 1999

[Mike N]

Was indeed the most important in our history.

 

[Vienna_70]

Richard Edghill is a legend. Never scored for City and had the guts to step up after the crap he endured from some fans.

That was before the abuse started. It was the next season that supporters got on Edgy's back.

The lad next to me didn't celebrate the original SuperKev's goal. He just sat there looking miserable. When I asked him, he said there's no point, as it's too late, or something along those lines. When Dicky scored, we went mental together and once a semblance of sanity had returned, I knew we were going to win.

I can't remember which period of extra time it was in, but Dickov was clear through one-on-one, but fired it over and I don't recall any other good chances in the 30 minutes for either side.

Some of the penalty-takers were easy to pick; Horlock and Cook, of course, but I didn't expect Edghill to step up. As you said, it took some guts, considering he'd never scared a goal for us.

I was staying with Arsenal-supporting couple in Barnet and it seemed to take an age to arrive back there. When we were out the next day, I kept singing, "You can stuff your fucking treble up your Arse!"

After a while, he asked, "Aren't you tired of singing that yet?", so I asked him if he was tired of hearing it.

"No, not really," he answered.

 

[Newman Noggs]

This game was the last one I left early. I had my two young sons with me and decided to head for the tube early. We got below the stand to hear the first muted cheers and decided to wait for the final whistle. Then there was a roar and people were leaning over the stairs beckoning us to come back. One of life's most important lessons was brought home to us that day; never give up.

 

[paulchapo]

The Horlock goal was celebrated a bit like the Dzeko one years later,half hearted with a kind of ''If only he had scored earlier!'' feel. Then there was that glimmer of hope....''How long's left???''

 

[M14Exile]

I was living in Udon Thani in N.E Thailand at the time and went into town to an internet cafe to listen to the game. Being a novice internet user and the internet being dial up it took me until half time to get an audio commentary. Was devastated at 0-2 and really pissed off. With about 2 -3 minutes of normal time left I lost the commentary and just sat there stunned for about 10 minutes. Eventually I drove home completely numb, which took about half an hour.
I sat at home drowning my sorrows when the phone went, it was a platonic girl friend from Manchester, a red. She asked do you know the score to which I obviously replied fuck off. She said no you won.....fuck off don't take the piss, after telling me 3 or 4 times it finally sank in....fucking unbelievable and more than a little ironic getting the news from a die hard red.

 

[snorky]

We were halfway up the aisle on our way when Kev scored. I have to admit I used to give Edgehill some stick, but fair play to him.
Remember my voice was gone for days after.

 

[Prestwich_Blue]

We'd flown out to New York the day before the game and were having brunch in a friend's house out there on the Sunday. We went onto the internet just as normal time was drawing to a close and saw we were 2-0 down. Then Horlock scored and Dicky equalised and we went beserk with joy. Our friend's father said "Hey. Have you guys just won the Superbowl or something?" So we explained the concept of the league structure, promotion, relegation and play-offs to him, which he understood perfectly. He thought for a moment and laughed saying "So basically you're celebrating like that because you've just come third in the third league. Jeez - what the hell would you be like if you really won something." That was a quote that popped into my head on May 13th 2012.

 

[mat]

Anyone else revisiting their physical emotions of that day whilst reading this thread?

 

[Bald fraud]

Has anyone got that pic of the lads all arm in arm at the shootout? Think it says something like never forget the ones that got us here

 

[mancityvstoke]