Pep to leave at the end of the season

The timing is the thing though, it’s bound to affect, even upset the players who have been distracted from their focus on tonight’s game at Bournemouth.

Oliver Holt may think he’s had his career defining scoop via a Sponsor, which could ultimately scupper our Title aspiration, as a 2 or 3 goal win tonight would put immense pressure on Arsenal at Palace who are well capable of getting a draw in Glasners last game at Selhurst.

I’m sure Pep and the hierarchy are fuming, and they’ve every right to be.
 
Pleased to see the question mark is still in the thread title even though @Ric bumped his earlier post
Just posted in the Guardiola thread, but have been told by someone who’d know that Maresca is indeed taking over from Guardiola at the end of the season. Can see the logic, but feels like a bit of an uninspiring choice to me. Wish him all the best though, it’s some big boots to fill!
 
Im surprised we didn't go for Alonso tbh but Maresca will get my full support and let's hope for plenty more trophies. Replacing Pep will be an incredibly tough job for anyone.
It is an interesting one on the face of things. To use one of Peps phrases it's probably because we only need to paint the ship not build a brand new one, and the playerrs are good enough that they just need someone they know and can work happily with.
But will be good to hear from the club on their thinking.
The only other thing that crossed my mind is he did recently storm the championship with Leicester in case the worst has happened and they have managed to stitch us up but I think it's unlikely that comes into play.
 
I never thought I’d see the day Pep Guardiola would leave Manchester City.

Not really.

You convince yourself people like him somehow stay forever. That the football, the magic, the dominance — it just becomes part of life. Like Saturday afternoons, blue scarves in winter, and the nerves before a derby. But now it’s here, and honestly, it feels like losing a part of the club itself.

I’m 50 years old. I’ve supported City all my life. I was there when we were rubbish. Proper rubbish. I remember Maine Road when half the country laughed at us. I remember York away. I remember Division Two. I remember watching United win everything while we just hoped for a decent cup run and a bit of pride.

Supporting City used to mean resilience. Gallows humour. Blind loyalty.

Then Pep arrived… and suddenly the impossible became normal.

And what a ten years it’s been.

People outside the club will talk about trophies first — the league titles, the Treble, the records, the Champions League. But that’s not really what hurts today. It’s deeper than that. Pep gave us memories that honestly felt impossible for people of my generation.

The football was breathtaking. Not just effective — beautiful. Every week felt like watching artists. Silva. De Bruyne. Aguero. Kompany. Foden. Rodri. Haaland. Entire eras of football stitched together by one man standing on the touchline, overthinking everything because he cared that much.

That’s the thing with Pep — he cared.

You could see it in every fist pump. Every argument with the fourth official. Every mad celebration after a last-minute winner like it was his first trophy, not his fiftieth. He never treated City like a stepping stone. He became one of us.

And for older City fans, that means everything.

Because for decades we were the noisy neighbours. The punchline. The club with loyal fans but no glory to show for it. Pep changed the way the world saw Manchester City. More importantly, he changed the way we saw ourselves.

He made us giants.

I look at younger fans now and they expect us to dominate matches, win trophies, go to Wembley, challenge for Europe every season. And I smile because they don’t realise how spoiled they are. They didn’t live through the years where survival felt like success.

Pep gave them standards we never dreamed possible.

And maybe that’s why this feels so emotional. It’s not just a manager leaving after ten years. It feels like the end of the greatest chapter this football club will ever have.

One day I’ll bore my grandkids talking about this team.

I’ll tell them about the Centurions.
About the Treble.
About Aguero’s legacy carrying into a new dynasty.
About De Bruyne passes that didn’t seem human.
About watching us pin Real Madrid back like they were a small club.
About hearing the Etihad roar under the lights while the best manager in the world stood in our dugout.

And I’ll tell them how lucky we were.

Because that’s the truth. We were lucky.

Managers come and go, players move on, football never stops. But there will never be another Pep Guardiola at Manchester City. Not really. Some will win trophies. Some will play good football. But nobody will ever replicate what he gave this club emotionally.

He gave older fans closure for years of pain.
He gave younger fans a dynasty.
He gave all of us pride.

So if this really is goodbye, then thank you, Pep.

For every trophy.
Every masterclass.
Every derby win.
Every European night.
Every moment you made us believe we belonged at the top table of football.

Most of all, thank you for loving our club.

Once upon a time, we just hoped Manchester City mattered.

Because of Pep Guardiola, now the whole world knows we do.
Reads like RAWK ;)

seriously a superb post.
 

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