Seriously, who cares? If you are a true City fan, you will have long since realised the club you once loved is long gone. Stolen from under our noses and now whored out as a money making franchise employing mercenary players. While you travel back home after spending a fortune on your ticket, food and parking, them players will are getting a rubbed down whilst checking their socials, and that's all before fixing their hair and putting on the rolex watches. Do you really believe that any of them seriously give a feck about you, that club, or that result tonight? Not a feckin chance! Every single one of them is me, myself and I, and even before you are home to your bed to spend the night reliving the soft goals conceded and the lack of chances taken, the club's bean counters will be sifting through their fan spend analytics to decide who are the next batch of legacy fans to turf out and one day replace with people who couldn't find Manchester on a map.