Has the last month been the best in your life??

[northstandgiveusasong]

It’s been wonderful, enabling me to just think happy thoughts whenever I’ve needed to.

Here’s an admission which I’m going to share. Since the Real Madrid game I pretty much knew we were going to do the treble. The only time I wavered was when I saw them in the tunnel on Saturday and you could see their arses had collectively gone.

Yes I agree, although there was a big difference than 2 years ago for me (when some of our players looked really scared for the occasion, when the anthem was played out on the pitch)....I kind of knew we'd lose in a funny kind of way that night. First half on Saturday, we played very much within ourselves, but that's normal...the enormity and pressure was always going to be there, but once we'd scored and the luck we had towards the end, it was definitely ours. Get in!

 

[Deleted member 77198]

Yep they did. I’ve been admiring them in other games looking rock solid in the tunnel, intimidating the opposition by looking so calm and focussed, but this time they looked terrified. I remember arsenal looking beaten already. I’ve never watched the Porto game but I’ve been told we looked the same for that.

From that moment on I was filled with fear we were gonna fuck it up again and the season would be ruined.

And I felt like they did!

I didn’t enjoy any of the game apart from Rodri putting the ball in the net and the final whistle. In fact I actually felt worse after Rodri scored than I did beforehand (something to lose).

It wasn’t a nice experience. I think any CL final we get to in the future, we will enjoy more (as a team and a fanbase) because we’ve finally won it now so the pressure is off.

 

[Prestwich_Blue]

Correct. We treat football as so much more than a game. And I'm as guilty as anyone in that regard; watching that game on saturday night was pure torture. But it really is only a game. Shankly was wrong all those years ago; it isn't more important than life or death. Okay; taking my serious hat off now; yeah, I've had worse months following this club.

:-D

I'm also guilty. I'm now an FOC and like to think that football is just 22 men kicking a ball.

But when I walked in that stadium on Saturday evening and it struck me that I was about to watch my team win the Champions League, 25 years after relegation to League 1, the tears just rolled down my face.

That's what football does to you.

 

[Didsbury Dave]

And I felt like they did!

I didn’t enjoy any of the game apart from Rodri putting the ball in the net and the final whistle. It wasn’t a nice experience. I think any CL final we get to in the future, we will enjoy more (as a team and a fanbase) because we’ve finally won it now so the pressure is off.

It was fucking horrible to watch. But it made the glory better. When the goal went in I reckon I was roaring my initial “Yes” for about 30-40 seconds with little breaks to breath in followed by a similar amount of time of smaller “Get in” and “Rodri” and “Come on” type shouts.

 

[Didsbury Dave]

I'm also guilty. I'm now an FOC and like to think that football is just 22 men kicking a ball.

But when I walked in that stadium on Saturday evening and it struck me that I was about to watch my team win the Champions League, 25 years after relegation to League 1, the tears just rolled down my face.

That's what football does to you.

That happened to me in Porto. Tears, goosebumps, raw emotion before the game. It didn’t before this one, I was just fearful and nervous, maybe because I’d had to cancel the trip and was at home. I did, however, burst into full tears after we beat United last week. First time that’s properly happened to me. I’ve regularly filled up, but never properly bawled.

 

[CarlosTevez'sEnglishTutor]

I'm also guilty. I'm now an FOC and like to think that football is just 22 men kicking a ball.

But when I walked in that stadium on Saturday evening and it struck me that I was about to watch my team win the Champions League, 25 years after relegation to League 1, the tears just rolled down my face.

That's what football does to you.

I cried as the game kicked off in Porto, very similar feeling. Just shows the nerves and how much it meant to us, and I felt that showed in the crowd that night as we were subdued. I'd been supremely confident we'd win leading up to this.

I've never cried like it when the full time whistle went on Saturday night. This football club is nearly everything to me. It was such a relief, all those memories of other club's fans' piss taking during the not so good times or the nearly won it times. As sad as it sounds, those times you'd won the Champions League on FIFA as a kid with City knowing it will probably never happen, and it was happening in front of you. Seeing those players run towards our fans healed any wounds that were there from the Chelsea game.

 

[Manchester_lalala]

I think we all knew something special was brewing when Arsenal started to drop points. We demolished them at the Etihad and I can honestly say now that I thought we were unstoppable and they’ve proved me right. I knew we were going to batter Real at home and I knew we were going to beat United. The final on Saturday was my only worry.

Not only has the football been great, but so has the whole atmosphere around the club. Last Thursday and Friday night is probably the best two nights I’ve had supporting City. Being in an amazing City like Istanbul with thousands of other mad blue cunts, being taken in by the mad Turks will never be beaten.

To top it off, I’m looking forward to Khaldoons end of season interview. The most anticipated interview he’s ever done.

 

[flb]

Oh god yes , the treble had seemed so far far away when we won the league , it was like , can we really do this ? We’ve had so many tough games and obstacles along the way , the thing that made me realise how much it has made me feel emotionally towards city was seeing the players openly showing their relief and emotions when the whistle blew against Inter , they were emotionally drained - it was that , and the following player interviews on the pitch that actually made me feel that we all have the same emotions towards this club , that was the stand out for me , the feeling of being together, exactly what the word club means , I’m still in disbelief, gorging on replays about the game and aftermath , our players and manager get what this club means to the fans. And you will never ever beat that - it is all we have ever demanded.

 

[Lovebitesandeveryfing]

Honestly, no. Even strictly football-wise.
And if we start talking about life, my God, I think about the two times I have been hugely, ridiculously, head-over-heels in love! The first month of that, I really did feel as if some chemical had got into my blood. It was so strong that there were days when I hallucinated certain things. Others when my bones themselves seemed to have turned to jelly, and I literally could not get up out of an armchair, let alone work.

But football. So many unrepeatable circumstances came together to make 13 May 2012 happen. The mere fact that we were eight points behind and it seemed to be over. The grim grey desert that we and the rest of the league seemed to have been crossing since forever, where one club would either dominate the season, or just get pipped, and come roaring back the following one: that it seemed that we had to keep on crossing that desert. And a detestable club at that.
Then, having clawed ourselves back from oblivion, to nearly throw it away again. But not to do so, in the most incredibly dramatic way ever seen. To snatch defeat from the jaws of victory, and then to pull back from that, and say no, this time, we snatch victory from the jaws of defeat.
I've said it before: I walked around for the rest of the summer, and nothing could touch me. Work, health, wealth, even family, nothing whatsoever could impinge on my euphoria. It went on for weeks, even months.
No, this has been great, but we are a juggernaut now. Once we got a head of steam going, and for me it was the Arsenal match — as I was walking away from that that evening, I genuinely didn't see who was going to stop us, in any of the three competitions. It was lovely being at Wembley to cement what was was begun in the semi-final of 2011, I have to say.
And winning last Saturday — perhaps we'll get some respect now? We've already got a lot in Europe, perhaps we'll get some in this country? Would that be too much to ask? Not liked. I don't care about that. I've got enough liking for MCFC and then some, I don't need any from anyone else. Just respected.

 

[Worsleyweb]

I'm also guilty. I'm now an FOC and like to think that football is just 22 men kicking a ball.

But when I walked in that stadium on Saturday evening and it struck me that I was about to watch my team win the Champions League, 25 years after relegation to League 1, the tears just rolled down my face.

That's what football does to you.

Love you buddy! That choked me up.