Fiftyyearsandcounting
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1956 for me. City v Everton in the FA cup. Joe Hayes scored and City went on to win the cup that year. My dad went to wembley but couldn't afford 2 tickets so instead he blagged a 12" TV from Granada on approval. Half the street came to watch the final. My dad claimed he was picked out in the crowd by TV cameras but I never saw it.
I remember even now climbing the stairs at the back on the the stands and my first view of the pitch -I'd never seen so much grass in all my life (all 9 years of it)
I left Manchester in the late 60's but often used to drive the 300 mile round-trip to Main Road and give a quid to some local lad to "Mind your car mister".
A bit to old for the journey these day but often go to my local to watch Sky and on Derby days get tons of abuse from the Old Twatford mob. The landlord now sets up a small room just for me (yes, it's just me supporting City)
I remember even now climbing the stairs at the back on the the stands and my first view of the pitch -I'd never seen so much grass in all my life (all 9 years of it)
I left Manchester in the late 60's but often used to drive the 300 mile round-trip to Main Road and give a quid to some local lad to "Mind your car mister".
A bit to old for the journey these day but often go to my local to watch Sky and on Derby days get tons of abuse from the Old Twatford mob. The landlord now sets up a small room just for me (yes, it's just me supporting City)