On this day - City beat the rags for the last time at Maine Road

I cried. Most unlike me but it was then that I felt we were back. I loved the Goat.
In a way, at least as it pertains to the Manchester rivalry itself, we were. We went 13 years without beating United in any game between 1989 and 2002, then suddenly we won five of the next 10 home derbies and broke our 34-year duck at Old Trafford. The 6-1 was the proper power shift, no doubt about it, but the 10 years beforehand were a good prologue to what was to come. City were at last stable again and we just needed the right person to come in and take us back to where we were pre-Swales.
 
Monufuckingmental.

Maine Rd was an unconquerable bastion that day....the most hostile, intense and endless atmosphere.

Back to The Osborne for a long,loud lock in before 8 of us piled into my car with 2 in an open boot and we careered through Fallowfield and Didsbury past pubs and forecourts packed with blues.

Monufuckingmental.
 
I really couldn't face going to that derby as I thought we would get beat, so I decided to go and see England play New Zealand at Twickenham. Driving down there was a crash on the M1 which shut the motorway and we were stuck in the jam for a few hours. When it cleared we wouldn't have made Twickenham so decided to turn back. A rag was driving and his rag mate was in the front so they wanted the commentary of the derby on. Needless to say we won I was happy they were not. England unexpectedly won. So the two teams I wanted to win won and I never saw either game. I never missed a derby again till the Munich one which I also couldn't face, guess what, we won. So now I go to all except last year at the swamp as I couldnt get a ticket. Looking at that clip again of the last derby it us the first time I noticed how Anelka bullied Ferdinand for that first goal. Great win and a great memory.
Rag
 
The boos and whistles we gave the rags when they was warming up was the most intense I've ever been part of. I was in the North Stand for this one and had a heavy session the night before but was on it in the Clarence before kick off.
The team finished their warm up and went in early and left the rags on the pitch. I'm getting goosebumps just talking about the noise we created and how hostile it must've felt, I actually felt scared being in amongst it, it was pure hatred and rightly so, I fuckin hate them.
I fell through my seat as I was stood on it after the goats 1st, how I didn't break any bones still baffles me but the day after I had a purple and blue bruise on both legs from my shin to just below the knee but it was worth every inch of it.
 

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