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

I’ve had better times overall, but this is high up in football terms. 2012 the highest light for me; back from the dead.
City are back, City are back, whoa-oh.
Never forget: Football doesn’t matter.
 
The turnaround can be pinpointed to Liverpool at home. 1-0 down and Grealish runs back and does that tackle to stop Salah. A few minutes later and we equalise. We’ve only been losing a match once since them for 1/2 hour in the Bernabeau (a game that matters anyway)
Said a couple of times that, for me, the standout moments of this season were Grealish tracking back against Liverpool and Walker against Real. There’s a connection running through this team, this club, this manager and us the like of which I’ve never experienced before. Football’s cyclical and it won’t last forever so ‘drink it in’ and enjoy every moment!
 
I don’t believe I’ve ever cried at football but I tend to hate defeat more than I love winning.

It's a funny thing, but the great sportsmen — I mean the ones at the stratospheric level — all say the same thing.
Becker said something that really struck me. He said he didn't remember the victories, particularly (this is a guy who won Wimbledon at seventeen!). He only remembered the defeats.
 
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

It has symbolic importance. It is invested with symbolic importance. The way for some people, painting might be. Or for others, politics.
As such, in my view, it's not more important than life, but it's every bit as important as life, because it is life. We are the symbol-making animal.

Some friends of mine — good friends — have no interest in football whatsoever, or any kind of organised sports, and I think they are really perplexed by my engagement with it. But because it's me, although they take the piss sometimes, they basically respect it. It's very mysterious to them.
As for being fanatically attached to a particular club — well, it's obviously an atavism of being part of a tribe. For all I know being part of a herd of monkeys (herd? I don't think that's quite right…) back at the beginning of time. Think the beginning of 2001 A Space Odyssey. Think the animal bone being transformed into a football as it rises into the air in slow motion…
(Being a bit jokey here, but also serious at the same time).
 
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Has for me. Since that Real Madrid game it has just been incredible. The collective joy on the parade last night a thing of beauty.
I've had a shit last 3 months in pretty much all other aspects of life apart from footy.
For reasons beyond my control i had to miss Wembley and Istanbul. The last proper game i went to was Arsenal. Since then i hadn't really felt i was 'involved' with the glorious end to the season. I'll go even further and say i was sulking because i'd missed out celebrating with all the other Blues.
On monday the trams and buses, or more precisely, lack of, had me turning for home 3 times on my way to town. I was walking back towards home when a passing Blue said, ''It's the other way mate.''
I had a word with myself, turned around and marched the last 2 miles into town. I will thank myself forever for doing that.
Finally i was surrounded by Blues enjoying being Blues and i dived in head first.
On the way home i felt a monkey had been lifted off my back and i could finally feel part of what is without doubt the best season i have ever seen.
 
I don't know how anyone can enjoy the final weeks of a season with titles/relegation at stake.

The last month has been a horrendous, stomach wrenching nightmare until the final whistle.

I've absolutely loved the last couple of days and will bask in the glory of our achievements all summer but then the pressure will start to build inside me again.
Yep, I really don't know why I put myself though with it. Every Saturday waking up dreading the worse, I've always been told to enjoy it, but when something is at stake, I just cannot at the time and only enjoy it when it's over, watching the matches back on TV or end of season DVDs.
 
Truly the best few weeks of my life.

The outpouring of love, happiness, and joy at the full-time whistle on Saturday will live with me until the day I die. An indescribable feeling.
 
After reading the last few messages....I thought about the negative things I added earlier and its true that you do look at the defeats and negative things first....maybe that's just the mindset of being a blue with our history....Ive loved the achievements over the last month and feel privileged like many 1000s more to have witnessed the events in person but I genuinely don't think its sunk in properly yet to what our beloved team has achieved. Im like many others, I just sat and had a wee greet when the final whistle went. It was like a massive weight lifted off our shoulders. The parade was great as it gave all those blues a chance to enjoy the achievements without the stress of hope anxiety watching that final wherever blues around the world watched it. CTID.....it will sink in...
 
I've had a shit last 3 months in pretty much all other aspects of life apart from footy.
For reasons beyond my control i had to miss Wembley and Istanbul. The last proper game i went to was Arsenal. Since then i hadn't really felt i was 'involved' with the glorious end to the season. I'll go even further and say i was sulking because i'd missed out celebrating with all the other Blues.
On monday the trams and buses, or more precisely, lack of, had me turning for home 3 times on my way to town. I was walking back towards home when a passing Blue said, ''It's the other way mate.''
I had a word with myself, turned around and marched the last 2 miles into town. I will thank myself forever for doing that.
Finally i was surrounded by Blues enjoying being Blues and i dived in head first.
On the way home i felt a monkey had been lifted off my back and i could finally feel part of what is without doubt the best season i have ever seen.
I have an image of you waiting in the crowds; torrential rain drenching everyone around you; and there's Bubbles - the monkey on your back - holding a "City" umbrella over you.
:-)
 
I've had a shit last 3 months in pretty much all other aspects of life apart from footy.
For reasons beyond my control i had to miss Wembley and Istanbul. The last proper game i went to was Arsenal. Since then i hadn't really felt i was 'involved' with the glorious end to the season. I'll go even further and say i was sulking because i'd missed out celebrating with all the other Blues.
On monday the trams and buses, or more precisely, lack of, had me turning for home 3 times on my way to town. I was walking back towards home when a passing Blue said, ''It's the other way mate.''
I had a word with myself, turned around and marched the last 2 miles into town. I will thank myself forever for doing that.
Finally i was surrounded by Blues enjoying being Blues and i dived in head first.
On the way home i felt a monkey had been lifted off my back and i could finally feel part of what is without doubt the best season i have ever seen.
Best wishes to you fella. I hope things improve and City have given you some respite.

All the bad times eventually pass.
 
I have waited for this all my life........so yes as a City fan for just about as long as I can remember it's been perfect.

Not arsed what happens now.

Life's good and it's great to be a blue.
 
I dont think anything can top that footy wise. Just sublime. To overcome a pretty big deficit in the league, to beat the rags in the Cup final then to demolish Real Madrid on the way to winnng the Champs league for the first time. It was story book stuff. Nothing will top that. Even doing it again wont get near as the first time is always the best
 

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