GOOSEBUMPS .....Probably posted 100 times....dont care :)

I missed all the goals from our last 3 games that season despite being at all 3 of the games!

Rags - I went to the bar just as vinnie scored

Newcastle - I was an absolute nervous wreck, and half way through the 2nd half I had convinced myself that i was some kind of jinx and that City would never win the game whilst i could see the pitch! (fuckin mental I know)! So i went to stand on the concourse and literally as i stepped out of view of the pitch YaYa slotted in the first. Cue me being adament that i was not going back to my seat until the final whistle and therfore missed our 2nd!

QPR - Again I had gone to the bar when Zabba scored. By the time we were 1-2 down I had again convinced myself that it was all my fault and i was a super jinx! On about 86 mins I walked to the concorse and just stood at the piss stone in the bogs (in the spiral at block 101) in disbelief at just how we had fecked it all up again! I heard the cheer for the Dzeko goal and some numpty come running in shouting that the rags were drawing 2-2 and we were champions. I just knew he was full of shit so didnt even look at him. My old man than comes running into the bogs to drag me back in saying we have go a chance, I walked off back to the concourse with him dragging me when the roar for Sergios goal was unbelieveable. We both went fuckin mental screaming and legging it back to our seat just as Sergio was running towards us with his top round his head!

I didnt cry at all in the ground and kept my composure quite well. Went in the Townley after the match and they were playing Simply The Best and i cried like a fuckin girl!

I am filling up now typing this!
 
My personal memory is my season card holding wife was 1 week overdue and subsequently couldn't go and for most of the week I thought I would miss out too. Her mum had to pull her off the floor as she had collapsed in a fit of screams. She was worried about her and the baby. 5 days later our beautiful little girl was born and I can honestly say I have never cried so much in my life. If you believe in God then he was certainly my mate that week.
 
At 1-2 I just sat staring blankly at the TV thinking:

"It's going to be absolute murder in work tomorrow, we will never EVER live this down"

Then when Dzeko scored, I felt nothing, I mean absolutely nothing. The rest of my family (we're all lifelong blues) were jumping around saying it was not over and trying to get me to show some emotion, but I just could not bring myself to invest anymore because I couldn't and I thought we was done.

When Aguero scored It was like my whole city supporting life flashed before me and got erased in a nanosecond, the disappointments, the pisstaking, the living with United winning everything, the false dawns and the dashed hopes, they all just vanished in an instant. It was so uplifting.

I jumped around the room with my family screaming and dancing, tears in our eyes. My dad was the only one who had seen this before, and you could tell he felt vindicated. He and I were at Wembley for the cup final the year before and though that was special and always will be, we knew the league was the holy grail. The rest of his siblings and our extended family were Rags and he had gone it alone in supporting city as a child, and he took us down the same path and he wanted it for us as much as himself.

When the final whistle went, I just broke down into floods of tears and I sat there head in my hands, sobbing uncontrollably. It completely took me by surprise, I don't know if anyone else felt this way, I'd love to hear from someone who had a similar experience.

It took me a while to get my head up out of my hands and start smiling and celebrating with the rest of my family and to appreciate what had happened. I just goes to show how much football and following a club for all your life can get to you so deeply. It was the most intense emotional experience of my life.
 
Goosebumps at 1:48
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5:12 <<<< Comon City
 
total goosebump, lost count number of times watched it, but unlike most of last 30yrs its a highlight that any city fan will never ever forget, its so typical city the rollercoaster of emotions
 
Ja Salford Blue said:
I missed all the goals from our last 3 games that season despite being at all 3 of the games!

Rags - I went to the bar just as vinnie scored

Newcastle - I was an absolute nervous wreck, and half way through the 2nd half I had convinced myself that i was some kind of jinx and that City would never win the game whilst i could see the pitch! (fuckin mental I know)! So i went to stand on the concourse and literally as i stepped out of view of the pitch YaYa slotted in the first. Cue me being adament that i was not going back to my seat until the final whistle and therfore missed our 2nd!

QPR - Again I had gone to the bar when Zabba scored. By the time we were 1-2 down I had again convinced myself that it was all my fault and i was a super jinx! On about 86 mins I walked to the concorse and just stood at the piss stone in the bogs (in the spiral at block 101) in disbelief at just how we had fecked it all up again! I heard the cheer for the Dzeko goal and some numpty come running in shouting that the rags were drawing 2-2 and we were champions. I just knew he was full of shit so didnt even look at him. My old man than comes running into the bogs to drag me back in saying we have go a chance, I walked off back to the concourse with him dragging me when the roar for Sergios goal was unbelieveable. We both went fuckin mental screaming and legging it back to our seat just as Sergio was running towards us with his top round his head!

I didnt cry at all in the ground and kept my composure quite well. Went in the Townley after the match and they were playing Simply The Best and i cried like a fuckin girl!

I am filling up now typing this!
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Somebody blind that man before tonights game please!!!!
 
jimbopm said:
At 1-2 I just sat staring blankly at the TV thinking:

"It's going to be absolute murder in work tomorrow, we will never EVER live this down"

Then when Dzeko scored, I felt nothing, I mean absolutely nothing. The rest of my family (we're all lifelong blues) were jumping around saying it was not over and trying to get me to show some emotion, but I just could not bring myself to invest anymore because I couldn't and I thought we was done.

When Aguero scored It was like my whole city supporting life flashed before me and got erased in a nanosecond, the disappointments, the pisstaking, the living with United winning everything, the false dawns and the dashed hopes, they all just vanished in an instant. It was so uplifting.

I jumped around the room with my family screaming and dancing, tears in our eyes. My dad was the only one who had seen this before, and you could tell he felt vindicated. He and I were at Wembley for the cup final the year before and though that was special and always will be, we knew the league was the holy grail. The rest of his siblings and our extended family were Rags and he had gone it alone in supporting city as a child, and he took us down the same path and he wanted it for us as much as himself.

When the final whistle went, I just broke down into floods of tears and I sat there head in my hands, sobbing uncontrollably. It completely took me by surprise, I don't know if anyone else felt this way, I'd love to hear from someone who had a similar experience.

It took me a while to get my head up out of my hands and start smiling and celebrating with the rest of my family and to appreciate what had happened. I just goes to show how much football and following a club for all your life can get to you so deeply. It was the most intense emotional experience of my life.
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Mate, that’s basically the same as me.

When Dzeko scored (I was in the Waldorf pub, Manchester) there was obviously a few cheers but i was just so angry and gutted as i felt it was too late and we had thrown it all away.
I just stood there and screamed its too f'in late now.

Then when Aguero scored I’ve never ever felt emotion like it and i broke down crying! Strangers came up to me in my chair trying to hug me and tapping me on my back to get up. After a few minutes i came round and was so so happy but emotionally wrecked at the same time. Hugged my bro and mate for about 20 minutes solid before the presentation started.

Smiling as i type this.

Still watch the Aguero goal at least 2/3 times a week.

Best day of my life.
 
Thinking back to the last two games still leaves me teary-eyed.

Of all the bizarre places to be, I was at a caravan park in Berwick-upon-Tweed to watch the Newcastle game, and the bar was full of Geordies all still hopeful of a European place. I was the only City fan in there, and at 1-0 it got a bit aggressive, and I was starting to worry a bit. At 2-0, the toon fans started to calm down, realising it was over, and then by the final whistle, I just sat at the bar struggling to hold on to my emotions as Geordie after Geordie came up to shake my hand and tell me what a lucky b@stard I was to see my team win the league (after all, what chance us losing to QPR at home....hahaha!)

For the last game, I was back home in Morpeth, just over the border from Tyneside. The local pub had 5 tellies on, with the big screen and 2 TVs showing the Newcastle game, one TV showing the Rags, one showing Arsenal and one in a corner showing the City game. The pub was packed with Geordies still hoping to get into Europe, and there were the usual bunch of rags, and me and 2 other City fans.

As the afternoon progressed (and the pints of Blue Moon beer went down), my mood got lower and lower. And, as Newcastle had blown it, the locals all started to congregate around the "City telly", mostly to get their fill of taking the p!ss. But then....but then.... Dzeko's goal goes in, and everyone in the pub is suddenly in one corner, leaning overm wondering what just might....just might happen.... I'd all but given up and was turning the air blue, and get more and more gutted by the minute.... as the ball came back up field and SWP's running on to it, it's surely over...OK, throw in for us.... maybe... .just maybe.... no chance, not enough time.... hang on....hang on.... Aguerooooooooooo!

Unbelievably the pub erupted in celebration, as the Geordies delighted in the rags losing the title, and after I'd almost ruptured my vocal chords screaming, I just sat down with my head in my hands sobbing!! Ended up with about 5 free pints from complete strangers, and sat in the pub for about an hour unable to believe what I'd seen!
 
Still has me at it that video :-)

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lazza said:
Thinking back to the last two games still leaves me teary-eyed.

Of all the bizarre places to be, I was at a caravan park in Berwick-upon-Tweed to watch the Newcastle game, and the bar was full of Geordies all still hopeful of a European place. I was the only City fan in there, and at 1-0 it got a bit aggressive, and I was starting to worry a bit. At 2-0, the toon fans started to calm down, realising it was over, and then by the final whistle, I just sat at the bar struggling to hold on to my emotions as Geordie after Geordie came up to shake my hand and tell me what a lucky b@stard I was to see my team win the league (after all, what chance us losing to QPR at home....hahaha!)

For the last game, I was back home in Morpeth, just over the border from Tyneside. The local pub had 5 tellies on, with the big screen and 2 TVs showing the Newcastle game, one TV showing the Rags, one showing Arsenal and one in a corner showing the City game. The pub was packed with Geordies still hoping to get into Europe, and there were the usual bunch of rags, and me and 2 other City fans.

As the afternoon progressed (and the pints of Blue Moon beer went down), my mood got lower and lower. And, as Newcastle had blown it, the locals all started to congregate around the "City telly", mostly to get their fill of taking the p!ss. But then....but then.... Dzeko's goal goes in, and everyone in the pub is suddenly in one corner, leaning overm wondering what just might....just might happen.... I'd all but given up and was turning the air blue, and get more and more gutted by the minute.... as the ball came back up field and SWP's running on to it, it's surely over...OK, throw in for us.... maybe... .just maybe.... no chance, not enough time.... hang on....hang on.... Aguerooooooooooo!

Unbelievably the pub erupted in celebration, as the Geordies delighted in the rags losing the title, and after I'd almost ruptured my vocal chords screaming, I just sat down with my head in my hands sobbing!! Ended up with about 5 free pints from complete strangers, and sat in the pub for about an hour unable to believe what I'd seen!
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Great story mate.<br /><br />-- Tue Feb 18, 2014 6:00 pm --<br /><br />
crazyg said:
Just watched it (yet) again. I've now got to stop the tears flowing - yet again, and get my "game" face on before I go to the match.
Who said real men don't cry!
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Ditto lol
 
Hi everyone - I'm one of your actual "lurkers" on here and I apologize - I'm not in to posting much but I really enjoy the debates and all that. I am a die hard City fan through and through - have been since 1966 when I was just getting interested in football and my dad told me that "Manchester play some nice football". I chose City because I liked the colour of the shirts and sky blue is still my favourite colour. ......maybe Dad (bless him) meant for me to pick ANOTHER team from Manchester but thankfully I never did - despite all my local mates opting for you know who.

Anyway, the rest as they say is history. I've followed City's fortunes through thin and thin mostly but THAT day and THIS clip bring everything into focus. I've watched some great City footballers over the years, getting to Maine Road whenever I could and I even used to bring my fiance (now my wife of nearly 40 years) to the games too. I have battled with friends and relations over the years about City and been haunted by that other team who play in red. I've endured the years of taunts and the gloating from people who should know better and although it hurt I never lost my temper.

So it came to that day. I'll never forget it. I was at home trying to get a (ahem) decent stream and my grown up son (23) was in his adjoining bedroom watching HIS team (those others from Salford) on his computer. The afternoon wore on and the tension built as I went in to see him when Zab scored and he took great delight into coming to see me me as THEY went one nil up. The I started getting the headache and feeling sick as the clock ticked away and I could hear my son laughing.......I was wondering how it could come to this. How could we lose AT HOME to QPR??!!

Then Dzeko scored and finally that sublime moment of nectar when Sergio skipped in and blasted that ball - seeing it bulge that net made me scream. My son came in to see me and realised what had happened!! He didn't appreciate me ruffling his hair and trying to wrestle him. A few minutes later I had calmed down. I heard a conversation from downstairs.....(wife) "Where's your dad?" ........(Son) "He's upstairs crying like a big girl...."

And that's how it is everytime I watch this clip. That old man at the end could be me. All those years of pain and disappointment washed away in a few seconds and the sense of relief is cathartic. I salute whoever made the clip - it is brilliant. The music is fabulous and fits just perfect. I have a reputation in my family for being a little uptight sometimes but at a recent Sunday lunch gathering with all and sundry in attendance I played it to my brother - 'cos he's supports that other team as well. In a couple of minutes I was blubbing in front of everyone and you know what? I didn't care.

That's what City mean to me. I've cried silently over the years but these are tears of joy and don't mind one bit if it keeps happening again and again.

Thanks for reading.

CTID
 
gildey said:
Hi everyone - I'm one of your actual "lurkers" on here and I apologize - I'm not in to posting much but I really enjoy the debates and all that. I am a die hard City fan through and through - have been since 1966 when I was just getting interested in football and my dad told me that "Manchester play some nice football". I chose City because I liked the colour of the shirts and sky blue is still my favourite colour. ......maybe Dad (bless him) meant for me to pick ANOTHER team from Manchester but thankfully I never did - despite all my local mates opting for you know who.

Anyway, the rest as they say is history. I've followed City's fortunes through thin and thin mostly but THAT day and THIS clip bring everything into focus. I've watched some great City footballers over the years, getting to Maine Road whenever I could and I even used to bring my fiance (now my wife of nearly 40 years) to the games too. I have battled with friends and relations over the years about City and been haunted by that other team who play in red. I've endured the years of taunts and the gloating from people who should know better and although it hurt I never lost my temper.

So it came to that day. I'll never forget it. I was at home trying to get a (ahem) decent stream and my grown up son (23) was in his adjoining bedroom watching HIS team (those others from Salford) on his computer. The afternoon wore on and the tension built as I went in to see him when Zab scored and he took great delight into coming to see me me as THEY went one nil up. The I started getting the headache and feeling sick as the clock ticked away and I could hear my son laughing.......I was wondering how it could come to this. How could we lose AT HOME to QPR??!!

Then Dzeko scored and finally that sublime moment of nectar when Sergio skipped in and blasted that ball - seeing it bulge that net made me scream. My son came in to see me and realised what had happened!! He didn't appreciate me ruffling his hair and trying to wrestle him. A few minutes later I had calmed down. I heard a conversation from downstairs.....(wife) "Where's your dad?" ........(Son) "He's upstairs crying like a big girl...."

And that's how it is everytime I watch this clip. That old man at the end could be me. All those years of pain and disappointment washed away in a few seconds and the sense of relief is cathartic. I salute whoever made the clip - it is brilliant. The music is fabulous and fits just perfect. I have a reputation in my family for being a little uptight sometimes but at a recent Sunday lunch gathering with all and sundry in attendance I played it to my brother - 'cos he's supports that other team as well. In a couple of minutes I was blubbing in front of everyone and you know what? I didn't care.

That's what City mean to me. I've cried silently over the years but these are tears of joy and don't mind one bit if it keeps happening again and again.

Thanks for reading.

CTID
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What a great post..you should post more often..I have "something in my eye " again now.
 
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