No! City win the title and I left at 1-2!

[51Chappie]

I left at 1-2!

I managed to get a ticket in the QPR end and left on 90 minutes. It was bad enough watching City destroy my dream, but to be surrounded by a bunch of Cockneys who were close to celebrating staying up, was too much for me to keep my head.

Finally after the police letting me out (hoping that the gates would be open), I ran round the stadium to meet my mates at the Club Shop. I managed to get round to the East Stand where blues were leaving.

It was at this point where I heard a roar and the PA system announce that Dzeko had equalised. The about turn of blues was funny. I joined the blues who had just come out of the ground, and started shouting at the stewards to open the gates, to let us back in. Whilst trying to push a fellow blue up the turnstile gate (a kind steward) pushed the lad of the gate from inside and clicked the turnstile!!!! I went 2's up on the gate and was back in.

I ran around the concourse to block 136 where my mates were sat and entered the stadium..........................just as Aguero hit the ball into the back of the net. At that point I went mental along with the other 45,000 blues....great day!

So yes, I left at 1-2, but got back in.

 

[goatfood]

I was cose to going, never leave early but it was hurting more than City have ever hurt me. I wanted to applaud the lads on the lap of honour for a great season and some amazing games and goals, tht was the only thing tht stopped me leaving. I was thinking I will go the loo til the final whistle I cant stand watching this anymore.

Just as I thought thats it I'm going out back Edin scored I rememer shouting " you just can't f**king hurt us enough" I was so pissed off when that goal when in. Then i was hoping for a goal at Sunderland, switched off from the game until De Jong got the ball, the rest is a blur.

Weird think is I called it 2 days after the Arsenal game, even called the games the scum were going to drop points and knew it would be on goal difference so that sickswan meant even more

 

[BlueMoon93]

2 blokes who sat on our row left, saw Dzeko nod it in and just sat in silence telling myself quietly we could do it. De jong picked it up in midfield who I thought had had a rare bad game I remember shouting at him to do something, then the move started, Balo flicks it on and the next 5 seconds seemed to take an eternity. Aguerooooooooooooooooooo I just sat head in hands in my seat, couldn't even stand up my legs had gone to jelly.

Still get goosebumps when I see a replay of Dzeko nodding that header in effortlessly and cry my eyes out every time I watch this video

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_84PP23pDl4

 

[We are City not Chelsea]

Stockton Heath Blue wrote:
"Only my wedding and the birth of my 2 children have bettered the joy and ecstasy I was feeling at that precise moment."


Really? I enjoyed my wedding, but that was one long day. I saw every one of my three kids born, but ecstasy wasn't the initial feeling.

But when Sergio scored and my lad jumped into my arms (on the slow-mo when Sergio takes his shirt off forever preserved) at that PRECISE moment it was quite simply the best single experience of my life.

And I know this is a thread on those 'leaving'. My son wanted to leave at the Sunderland game and I told him then, NEVER, NEVER, NEVER. So when the tears flowed v QPR he said, "I really really want to go dad, but I know we never will."

In twenty years time there will be 200,000 that were at the game and a fair few that 'nearly left but didn't'.

 

[basokla]

So it was a nice Sunday morning here in the States. My wife really wanted to attend church that day but I wanted to watch the match.

When Pablo scored I thought we had wrapped it up. So I told the Mrs. "let's go onto church - I can watch the recording later".

As we were getting ready QPR scored twice and I was just sick. We left our house at about the 80th minute. I turned my cell phone off because I knew my friends would be texting me at any moment to rub in the agony.

I remember sitting in the church service that day in a total daze. Could not believe that we had lost like that. After church my wife was taking pity on me so she said she would take me to lunch at my favorite pizzeria.

At some point during lunch I actually worked up the courage to take a glance at the television behind the bar that was set to ESPN. And then I saw the ticker at the bottom:

MANC 3 - QPR 2 .... MANCHESTER CITY SCORE TWO GOALS IN ADDED TIME TO CLAIM PREMIER LEAGUE TITLE ....

That can't be right I thought. So I grabbed my phone - turned it on and checked the score. I'm not even sure I trusted the first site I checked. When reality set-in it was like a wave of emotion. Patrons at Savastano's Pizzeria saw the loudest, most joyous one-man celebration they will ever see in their lives.

I just kept saying to my wife "this just does not ever happen like this". But it did. For us.

Love City.

 

[blue b4 the moon]

Only ever left early twice in 44 years, once when Doyle was playing for Stoke and a Pearce game against Bolton when 2-0 down late on...

On the run up to the game having sat below the City fans in Newcastle for the game up there all the hard work seemed to have been done and by half time against QPR the beer throwing and singing behind 117 looked to have confirmed this but City being City it was never going to be easy. I knew deep down there'd be no 3/4 goals scored in the first 20 mins of the second half by us it's just not what we do.

When we went 1-1 and then 2-1 down I was still reasonably relaxed it'd seemed like it was our destiny for some reason to win the title that season but, as time rolled on I was starting to get desperate not about the rag piss-taking that would be constant all summer, hell we've been much much worse in the past but that all I'd always hoped for since 1970 which I thought I'd never see was going to be ripped away from me. It did become me and not us at that moment.

I'd sunk into my seat never sat down all season and put my head in my hands when from a few rows in front amid all the moaning and groaning a high pitch female voice shouted 'Fucking remember Gillingham you bastards' I have no idea if it was to people leaving, the players or whatever but it was just as the 2/3 corners started resulting in Dzeko's goal. I have seen Kun's goal so many times now I can't remember seeing it live anymore.

The last few seconds past in a mass hug with all around and then at the end as I was leaving I walked past 112 where my lad was leaving and we just fell into each other's arms.

Fucking beautiful.

For anyone who did leave if it's what you do normally then I couldn't care less about you missing the moment but I do know of a couple of lads who just couldn't hack it and went with 10 mins to go. It must be heartbreaking to come on such a journey only for the 'lights' to go out just before the end.

 

[Stockton Heath Blue]

Stockton Heath Blue wrote:
"Only my wedding and the birth of my 2 children have bettered the joy and ecstasy I was feeling at that precise moment."


Really? I enjoyed my wedding, but that was one long day. I saw every one of my three kids born, but ecstasy wasn't the initial feeling.

But when Sergio scored and my lad jumped into my arms (on the slow-mo when Sergio takes his shirt off forever preserved) at that PRECISE moment it was quite simply the best single experience of my life.

And I know this is a thread on those 'leaving'. My son wanted to leave at the Sunderland game and I told him then, NEVER, NEVER, NEVER. So when the tears flowed v QPR he said, "I really really want to go dad, but I know we never will."

In twenty years time there will be 200,000 that were at the game and a fair few that 'nearly left but didn't'.

I hear what you say on both counts but I'm sticking to my guns due to circumstances that I won't go into on here. I only hope the feeling is the same WHEN we win the next one.

 

[worsleyweb]

I still smile when I think about that day! I got my dad a ticket off eBay and spent hundreds on it! He has been a blue for 60 years. He rang me the day before saying son " please get me a ticket I need to be there" When we were getting beat I felt physically sick and wanted to leave. My dad was saying that's it were cursed and was getting worried about all the money he was going to loose in bets. Those last two minutes were the best time we have ever spent together! we both went on the pitch and he was in tears. He has no idea how much I paid for the ticket but I don't care. That goal was priceless. The best day of my life.

 

[I Live In A Blue House]

Not a chance I was ever going to leave that stadium early.

Picture this:
Myself & 2 lads s/card South Stand 2nd Tier Block 212 my seat is the last 1 on the row before the mesh segregates us from the AWAY fans,

I was slumped in my seat head in hands and remember hearing QPR fan taunting me only know because 1-2 down a Blue in front of me was f ing and giving shit back to the QPR fans who were trying to get my attention. Being absolutely gutted & lifeless @ the time o boy did they get some stick during Fergie time! Will live me for the rest of my life! One STILL HAPPY BLUE

 

[stirlingblue]

46 years a Blue so you just 'know' something' will not go to script. Driving to the game though the morning after my younger sister's wedding I felt unusually confident - a fact that in itself should have made me nervous! Then we 'hit' stationary traffic on the M56 for about 30 minutes and I/we assumed this was the non-scripted moment and we would miss kick off but everything would be fine. In the event the accident was cleared and we made ko no problem.
My heart sank again when Yaya pulled up in the act of assisting Zabba's goal. I was convinced at the time and told my son I was worried his injury may cost us, such had been his form and influence coming into the game.
Then of course we all knew Cisse wouldn't miss and the Mackie goal was surreal. I never leave before the end but needed a nicotine fix and an extra beta blocker so left for the stairwell and stayed for some time hoping to hear the loud cheer only a City goal could bring - but it would not come. From the stairwells I could see loads of Blues were leaving and I for one could understand why.
I kept telling myself there is always hope though and returned to take my punishment with the young (14) lad.
Strange but though I was hurting like the rest of us I kept thinking 'I can take this' but was concerned for the young man sitting next to me and did briefly offer to leave when I saw the hurt etched on his face. Then I remembered his mum was sitting up in level 3 somewhere so we could not have escaped even if we had truly wanted to.
Finally only really gave up when Balo's header missed and stayed slumped in my seat like many others, even after Dzeko's goal, until that once in a lifetime magical moment. Even after Sergio scored I watched in disbelief and was keeping a very close eye on Mike Dean and his assistants should they dare to rule the goal out for any obscure reason before I was able to return my ecstatic son's embrace and enjoy a truly cathartic father and son moment. In truth I was stunned then for several hours and many that know me would probably say I still am!
We will need to beat the rags in a CL Final to come close again to such a moment in my mind.