Mad Eyed Screamer
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I do.Beat me to it. It's Hutchison. I don't like being a pedant :(
I do.Beat me to it. It's Hutchison. I don't like being a pedant :(
I was at both 81 finals and Luton in 83.I said this in another post somewhere and tacked on Luton bastard Town in 83 as the next worst feeling, if not actually even worse than 81 tbh, David Pleat skipping across our turf chasing prostitutes in his head no doubt.
Bang on the money this well written summary. St Petersburg here we come!It's been emotional. I'm back home now after what feels like months of rising tension and hassle as we jumped the hurdles one by one: the semis, the location, the flights, the hotels, the tickets, the tests, he paperwork, the cash...there was so much skin in the game, and such excitement out there in porto: for us old school blues this felt like it was going to be the end of our journey.
Karma bit us. This team has been delivering on the big occasions consistently. We haven't had a "big"'loss like this for a long time. I've been searching my memory for another game that hurt in the same way and all I can come up with is the Spurs final of 1981. I was only 11 but the feeling of expecting joy and being left with despair never left me, and I think most blues of my generation have never forgotten how that felt.
This was the modern day equivalent. A gutting defeat.
But this time is going to be different. I have total confidence that this team with this manager will lift this trophy in glorious fashion next year (1955 anyone?),
Or the year after, or very soon. It's coming.
This is just part of Manchester City's wonderful history. My faith is intact.
Yes, and those awful cream shoes!I was at both 81 finals and Luton in 83.
Was gutted after Spurs match (my brother reminded me that I sat down on the terrace and bawled my eyes out after the replay).Should have won the final on the Sat and played our part in a classic game for the replay, can't say either really apply to last night!
Luton was infinitely worse than 81 and the CL final, I was in denial for a while afterwards as I genuinely couldn't believe City could actually get relegated (had to get used to that feeling over the next couple of decades).
Pretty sure we also had to endure Pleats ridiculous rampaging buffalo/war dance routine on the opening credits of Match of the day for what seemed like ages afterwards(it was probably only the following season in truth though).
They don't show Pleat running twice as fast in the opposite direction pursued by half a dozen cool catsI was at both 81 finals and Luton in 83.
Was gutted after Spurs match (my brother reminded me that I sat down on the terrace and bawled my eyes out after the replay).Should have won the final on the Sat and played our part in a classic game for the replay, can't say either really apply to last night!
Luton was infinitely worse than 81 and the CL final, I was in denial for a while afterwards as I genuinely couldn't believe City could actually get relegated (had to get used to that feeling over the next couple of decades).
Pretty sure we also had to endure Pleats ridiculous rampaging buffalo/war dance routine on the opening credits of Match of the day for what seemed like ages afterwards(it was probably only the following season in truth though).
Top post Dave and 100% agree with what you say.It's been emotional. I'm back home now after what feels like months of rising tension and hassle as we jumped the hurdles one by one: the semis, the location, the flights, the hotels, the tickets, the tests, he paperwork, the cash...there was so much skin in the game, and such excitement out there in porto: for us old school blues this felt like it was going to be the end of our journey.
Karma bit us. This team has been delivering on the big occasions consistently. We haven't had a "big"'loss like this for a long time. I've been searching my memory for another game that hurt in the same way and all I can come up with is the Spurs final of 1981. I was only 11 but the feeling of expecting joy and being left with despair never left me, and I think most blues of my generation have never forgotten how that felt.
This was the modern day equivalent. A gutting defeat.
But this time is going to be different. I have total confidence that this team with this manager will lift this trophy in glorious fashion next year (1955 anyone?),
Or the year after, or very soon. It's coming.
This is just part of Manchester City's wonderful history. My faith is intact.