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

Didn't leave, I'll never leave City early. I just sat slumped in my seat for the first time in the season in 109 after Mackie scored. My mate said "They will score here" after Traore took it past Kompany. I plucked up the courage to watch the rest of the game about 5-10 minutes later but didn't cheer when Dzeko scored. But when Sergio got the ball and played it to Balotelli, I just knew. Sergio carried on his run, took it past the defender and lashed it in directly in our eye line from 109. Pure ecstacy then!
 
basokla said:
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.
Don't know why, but I just find that a good read. I bet it was a good night in the Pizzeria!
 
Being married to a Rag season ticket holder my over riding thought was that I never want to go home ever again. I kept thinking after they scored the 2nd that how wonderful it would be if we won right at the end. For some reason kept thinking about that time when Joe Hart nearly kept us in Europe with a late header. How great if that could come true this time I said to the guy sat next to me...and then Dzeko scored and I said to him we are going to win. This is the moment every City fan has been waiting for. I didn't realise how right I would be. THe greatest moment of my life. When my other half sings Championes to me nearly every other night I still think about that moment. I wouldnt swap their 13 PL titles for that 1. And he knows that while no-one really remembers how they who any of those titles the whole world knows how City won theirs......no-one can ever take that away from us....no-one......
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Was there in spirit.

Shaking with incredulity and thumping the floor at 1-2 - surely we weren't going to throw it away, snatch defeat from the jaws of victory?

Furious when Dzeko scored - too late....

Then Nige,
to Kun,
the slip and push from Balo,
that monetary collective inhalation of breath in the stadium...

Aguero.

Bedlam.

Shirt off in the living room. Racing outside to tell the family as they came back from the park.

Dazed. Heart racing. We'd done it.

Will there ever be such a denouement?

Not in my lifetime ;)
 
I was in the Gillingham end at Wembley in '99 and left after Bob Taylor made it 2-0. Just thought "typical City", which it was, then. When it was 1-0 early in the second half v QPR I said "they've only had one shot", whereupon Lescott misssed his header and it was 1-1, soon followed by them breaking away down the left for 1-2. Sat there with my head in my hands thinking "all this way, all that money" not talking to any of the family. One of the tv commentators I've since found on youtube asked "where will they hide tonight, where will they go?", mocking how we were all feeling. When Dzecko scored I just said "Kevin Horlock" and vaguely wondered if there could be a Dickov moment to follow it. Didn't appreciate at the time how little time there was between Dzecko and Aguero scoring. When he got the winner I screamed "amazing, amazing" over and over, then "City win the league!" kept running through my head like that famous (in the U.S) baseball broadcast about "the Giants win the pennant!" When QPR kicked off I was terrified they'd shoot straight for goal but they booted the ball out of play and that's when I knew I'd seen the greatest sporting moment of my life. And in the end I was glad City did it that way.
 
I was at work in Canada, as a barista. We had a busy morning, but every second I got I went to check my phone for the MCFC twitter updates. When I saw we were down 2-1 I was so upset, hated working and every customer who came in. But then I went back to check my phone it had blown up with messages from friends, twitter, etc. Was an amazing feeling to see all of that, though would have been even more amazing to watch or be there!
 
east2 said:
This day will live with me for the rest of my life, as it was the day that I realised that my 6 year old son would also become a life long blue.
I always encourage him to never give up in everything he does and hat he should always fight to the end, however at 2-1 down and with 4 minutes to go, I was the one slumped in my seat telling him it was all over!
Don't give up dad he said, I could see the tears welling up...what if we score? What if Sunderland score? He said. It's over son, it's over...I reply.
Dzeko scores and he's up cheering, while I'm still sat in my seat...We've scored dad, what's up?he asked.
It doesn't matter son, it's not enough, it's still over,I replied...
Suddenly NDJ has the ball and is advancing in slow motion,everything is moving in slow motion,until the ball leaves Agueros boot and the whole world explodes at lightning pace, I'm holding him in my arms and want the moment to last forever,we've done it dad he screams as tears flood out,It was that moment that I realise he is a blue for life.

He recently entered a completion on the City website, where you had to write a poem about anything City related. Unfortunately he came second place with this effort.

On a bright day in May
Manchester city came out to play
One more win was all we needed
Don't lose now, the crowd they pleaded.

After 44 years of pain
Could it happen again?
They came from wide and far
To watch City play QPR

Come on City one final push
Take it easy, no need to rush
Then just before half time, could it get any better
A wonderful goal from Pablo Zabaleta

The second half starts, and we're all in a daze
Cisse scores as we watch with amaze
Then Mackie scores another and suddenly it's 2-1
The league is over the trophy has gone...

It's finished at Sunderland united have won it,but wait a minute.
silva takes a corner, Dzeko scores and we're right back in it!
Surely it's not possible it's too late now...
Aguero,Balotelli,Agueroooooooooooooooo

It's all over and City have done it
I can't believe we've finally won it
Tears and laughter are all around
As we make our way out of the ground

We are the Champions,and dad lifts me up
To say I love you, we've won the Cup!

Brilliant that mate, I will never forget 99, my youngest was 8, he was in tears and wanted to go so i just sat down for a few moments and told him that being a blue you stayed win, lose or draw and never give up. Moments later super Kev scored and before we knew it loads of blues had come back in and it was rammed. Not being the tallest i could not see much so i put him on my shoulders and told him to let me know if the ball came our end. All i remember was my son saying, "Dad we're attacking it's in the box" by this time all i could see was THAT top corner of the net and i was just transfixed on it, then it happened, the ball hit that spot, i must have jumped up and down briefly forgetting my lad was on my shoulders, the next moment he was being passed horizontally down our row and a minute or so later came heading back to me. My eldest son and my cousin were sat about 10 yards away, it was mayhem for a while and then even more drama. By the time Nicky Weaver had done his lap of honour i just couldn't imagine anything else could happen that day. We had only just left the ground, probably more 90,000 people than 80,000 and the next moment my Dad was right infront of me with my brother. Bearing in mind my folks live in Tenerife and i had no idea my brother had managed to get himself and Dad a ticket last minute, i simply couldn't believe my eyes, Again. I was 36 that day and from that moment, myself and my lads have always believed that if City never stop believing in us, we wont stop believing in them. The boys in blue never give in (-:
 
It pains me to say as a life long blue I left the game just before the end but to those people who say ' I'd never do it' or 'I have no sympathy for anyone who missed it' then I would say you never know when you just might do it because its all down to circumstances at the time.
My circumstances were with a few minutes to go my 13 year old daughter turned to me with a glazed look in her eye and said she was just going to the toilet, now me being on an aisle seat I thought I would just go up to check she was ok on her way back from the toilet only to see her breaking her heart walking towards me saying 'why dad?' at this point I took the decision to get my girl away from what was causing her all this pain which was our team blowing away the premier league.
Now if I had the type of daughter who was a bit wimpy or cried easily I would of said come on , get on with it , pull yourself together or whatever but the fact is she very rarely cries so this made it even tougher to take.
I often think about my decision that day and I believe it was the right one given the circumstances at the time.
It was also the day I realised my daughter became a true blue because you cannot feel pain like that unless you are very close to something or someone.
We did get back in the stadium at the nearest turnstile only to bump into my brother in law whom I had shared so many awful games with since we were teenagers some 30 years ago.
 
danny123 said:
Didn't leave, I'll never leave City early. I just sat slumped in my seat for the first time in the season in 109 after Mackie scored. My mate said "They will score here" after Traore took it past Kompany. I plucked up the courage to watch the rest of the game about 5-10 minutes later but didn't cheer when Dzeko scored. But when Sergio got the ball and played it to Balotelli, I just knew. Sergio carried on his run, took it past the defender and lashed it in directly in our eye line from 109. Pure ecstacy then!
I didn't cheer when Džeko scored neither.

I was stood up on my own when everyone around me was sat down with their chins in their palms. One bloke said "sit down now mate, it's over" on about 82mins. But I still had a feeling...

Edin scored and I didn't even punch the air or even say "yes" or owt like that. Just stood there still. Then de Jong collected the ball and from there it was just bedlam!
 

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