Targetblue
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I queued for nine hours in and out of Maine Road for the two tickets I was entitled to as a season ticket holder. The queue began outside the ticket office, went past the outside of the north stand, round and past the Kippax until we were shepherded into the entrance of the Kippax at the Platt Lane end which was about half way around the ground.
I followed the same route back but inside the concourses of the Kippax and North stands until finally arriving at the ticket office at about 7 pm. They had kept the ticket office open due to the demand. I remember seeing some graffiti on the wall just before I exited the North stand concourse that said "City till I died" which kind of kept me going.
I don't honestly remember much of the match other than having this dreadful feeling that we had blown it. I think their scorers were Carl Asaba and Fat Bob but I can't remember too clearly.
I do know that I didn't leave with 2 minutes of normal time left, and when Horlock and Dickov got it to 2-2, I was certain that we would go on to win it in extra time. But again, typical City prevailed and kept us waiting.
Luckily the penalties were taken at our end of the old stadium and after they missed a couple it was in the bag until Dickov missed one.
Then Nicky Weaver made that save and the pure relief ran through my entire body.
When we walked back down Wembley Way there was no singing or celebrating- everyone was just emotionally spent.
What a day and what a result after the rags had just won the European Cup.
And Noel Gallagher and Goldie managed to get their photo with me before the game.
I followed the same route back but inside the concourses of the Kippax and North stands until finally arriving at the ticket office at about 7 pm. They had kept the ticket office open due to the demand. I remember seeing some graffiti on the wall just before I exited the North stand concourse that said "City till I died" which kind of kept me going.
I don't honestly remember much of the match other than having this dreadful feeling that we had blown it. I think their scorers were Carl Asaba and Fat Bob but I can't remember too clearly.
I do know that I didn't leave with 2 minutes of normal time left, and when Horlock and Dickov got it to 2-2, I was certain that we would go on to win it in extra time. But again, typical City prevailed and kept us waiting.
Luckily the penalties were taken at our end of the old stadium and after they missed a couple it was in the bag until Dickov missed one.
Then Nicky Weaver made that save and the pure relief ran through my entire body.
When we walked back down Wembley Way there was no singing or celebrating- everyone was just emotionally spent.
What a day and what a result after the rags had just won the European Cup.
And Noel Gallagher and Goldie managed to get their photo with me before the game.