Oooooohhhh you've jinxed it now!
We beat them 7-0 at home in the league cup, third division season. Played them away in the league a few weeks later and dominated from the first whistle. But in typical City style, were a goal down with five minutes left. The centre forward ambled through on his sixth one on one and hit it straight at the keeper, to the disgust and derision of the packed away end. I turned to my brother and said 'this twat is fucking useless, its time Royle fucked him off'. Fortunately, the rebound came straight back to Shaun Goater and he tucked it away. He, and City, never looked back. That game, for me, was a turning point in our history. There would be bad days, but the Goat finally had belief and the good days were far more common.
And remember. Left out of the station, left again, 500 yards straight on and HOOTERS!!!! is across the road. Cheesy, overpriced but has to be done