Lest We Forget...

Dr Mick

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I know there's already been a thousand threats on this but...

...I was there. At the age of 45 and after 44 years of hurt I was there. I’ve watched the clips a million times and it’s the moment when Martin Tyler says “I swear you’ll never see anything like this ever again” that gets me every time. I get goose bumps, the hairs stand up on the back of my neck, I well up. and then I burst into tears. Extremely sad I know but what can I say, what can I do. I hope Bluemoon runs for a thousand years and I hope that in all that time we never forget that moment. 93.20. Thank you Sergio. Thank you Roberto. Thank you Sheikh Mansour. Thank you Manchester City.
 
You made a huge error in thanking Mancini, people don't like that, he was a shit manager don't ya know.
 
It's a moment I will never forget.

Even now, nearly four years after the event, I feel enormously privileged to have been inside the Etihad on that wonderful afternoon. I went through every possible emotion, just as I had at Wembley 13 years earlier.

No other set of supporters will ever feel what we did on those two afternoons.

Oh, and thank you Edin.
 
It's a moment I will never forget.

Even now, nearly four years after the event, I feel enormously privileged to have been inside the Etihad on that wonderful afternoon. I went through every possible emotion, just as I had at Wembley 13 years earlier.

No other set of supporters will ever feel what we did on those two afternoons.

Oh, and thank you Edin.

My dad said to me, he looked across at me at 90 minutes and had never seen me look so ill in all my life. At approximately 93:25 i remember coming to my senses 3 rows in front of where i sit, telling myself to breath.

Today City fans apear to fall into two categories. Those who know who Kenny Clements is and those who bemoan the fact that we only scaped a win away to Watford.

I was born a blue into a family of blues. I married a blue from a family of blues and sorry kids, sorry wife but i could live to be 110 and nothing will ever surpass 13th May 2012.

Born in Manchester, Live in Manchester, Die in Manchester
Live City, Dream City, Breath City

Pissed or sober, that's the way it is. That's the way it always will be.
 
I wonder about this and I think that winning the Champions League will eclipse it. But you don't know until it happens, and it would of course depend who against and how. I thought nothing would beat the dickov equaliser, but it did (I think!)
 
I wonder about this and I think that winning the Champions League will eclipse it. But you don't know until it happens, and it would of course depend who against and how. I thought nothing would beat the dickov equaliser, but it did (I think!)

i cant see any other acheivment meaning as much to city fans as that moment and that goal.
Unless we have a collapse in fortune and drop into the wilderness for many many years and then come back and win champs league- maybe then, but otherwise no
 
It's a moment I will never forget.

Even now, nearly four years after the event, I feel enormously privileged to have been inside the Etihad on that wonderful afternoon. I went through every possible emotion, just as I had at Wembley 13 years earlier.

No other set of supporters will ever feel what we did on those two afternoons.

Oh, and thank you Edin.
I too was there for both games mate, but I disagree that no other set of fans will ever feel what we did against Gillingham. As special as it was to us, teams frequently get promoted in the unlikeliest of circumstances.

It's difficult to imagine anything quite resembling Sergio's goal happening again, however, and therefore another set of fans experiencing such a moment; especially against the backdrop of the nature of the two teams involved in that title race, the extraordinary narrative of the season that preceded it and the historical context to the outcome.

As long as mankind kicks a football around, they'll be talking about that goal.
 
I wonder about this and I think that winning the Champions League will eclipse it. But you don't know until it happens, and it would of course depend who against and how. I thought nothing would beat the dickov equaliser, but it did (I think!)

Would only eclipse it if the CL final was against the Swamp Donkeys and we added a couple to the 1-6! I've seen some City matches of every description but nothing will come near the Sergio goal. The expectation that we were simply gonna turn up and the title was ours and not MANUre's, and then it was going down the pan, and the realisation that this was City buggering up on the biggest stage with the possibility of fuckin' off Ferguson disappearing into the seconds of added time, and then . . . . . . . . . ! Nothing will come close!
 
I was born a blue into a family of blues. I married a blue from a family of blues and sorry kids, sorry wife but i could live to be 110 and nothing will ever surpass 13th May 2012.

Born in Manchester, Live in Manchester, Die in Manchester
Live City, Dream City, Breath City

Pissed or sober, that's the way it is. That's the way it always will be.

Sniff, sniff.
 
My dad said to me, he looked across at me at 90 minutes and had never seen me look so ill in all my life. At approximately 93:25 i remember coming to my senses 3 rows in front of where i sit, telling myself to breath.

Today City fans apear to fall into two categories. Those who know who Kenny Clements is and those who bemoan the fact that we only scaped a win away to Watford.

I was born a blue into a family of blues. I married a blue from a family of blues and sorry kids, sorry wife but i could live to be 110 and nothing will ever surpass 13th May 2012.

Born in Manchester, Live in Manchester, Die in Manchester
Live City, Dream City, Breath City

Pissed or sober, that's the way it is. That's the way it always will be.

Hang on mate what about those of us who remember the dynamic duo Derek Kevan and Ruby Murray?

Nope. There are those who were at York Away, and Those Who Weren't. And I am cast into the eternal outer darkness of the latter category.
 
The emotional cathartis will never be matched again. The way we won it was both ironic to those red cunts, yet fitting at the same time.
 
Schadenfreude. Seeing the scum begin their tentative plastic 20'ons celebrations at SoL iced a magnificent cake that day. Can only see it being beaten if our first (or sixth) CL win coincided with jelly and icecream day.
 
Its not only that at 2-1 down we were so close to blowing our first premier league title. But also the fact that if Edin and Sergio had not done the business the title would have gone to the rags. We would have missed the look on Fergys face, the look of the rags as they trooped off, and best of all the look the their fans faces as the news of the goal reached them.
 
I know there's already been a thousand threats on this but...

...I was there. At the age of 45 and after 44 years of hurt I was there. I’ve watched the clips a million times and it’s the moment when Martin Tyler says “I swear you’ll never see anything like this ever again” that gets me every time. I get goose bumps, the hairs stand up on the back of my neck, I well up. and then I burst into tears. Extremely sad I know but what can I say, what can I do. I hope Bluemoon runs for a thousand years and I hope that in all that time we never forget that moment. 93.20. Thank you Sergio. Thank you Roberto. Thank you Sheikh Mansour. Thank you Manchester City.
It's how Sergio and then the entire team ran from the shade to the sunlight. Great symbolism.
 

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