A horrible season and day. It seemed like every team we played had some bastard who just happened to be a City fan as a kid and always seemed to score against us.I used to think,''If you support/supported us couldn't you have just skied it over??''
I remember I had started seeing this woman from Wiltshire of all places.It was my birthday and Valentines day this weekend so she came up to Manchester and wanted to go to Maine Road as she knew how much City meant to me so I got her a ticket.....against Bury! It was freezing cold and we lost 0-1 in a game that has since been voted the worst game ever on a lot of fans forums.It was dire,in a season of dire.As we left she said to me ''You must be absolutely mad supporting this lot and going through this every week!''...I had to agree lol!!!
Onto the Stoke game I was working nights on the ship.I got up early and was following the scores on sky sports. If I remember rightly if one of the teams at the bottom drew or lost and we won we would be safe.In typical City fashion we won 5-2 and everyone else won as well so we were relegated!
I started work and all the deckhands had made black armbands out of bin liners and were waiting for me the bastards! I then had to take stick off all the plastic rags until I shut them up by saying I would gladly take stick off any one of them who had been to the swamp or even watched the rags live.There was silence and the rest of the messroom applauded when I said,''I go every week I am not working and will be there next season,third division or not!''
Bad days but in some ways happy too.