Semi v Them

We were on the coach on the way back.
We drove for about 2 miles right next to the city coach.
Players were waving and cheering to us Mario was going me talking.
It finished off a brilliant day
 
Great Day. Not just a win but the day, after all those years, the world turned.

Behind the goal in level I just remember the relentless noise. The Goal was unbelievable joy and the rest of the match was biting nails. The last twenty minutes seemed like two hours. As many have already said the ungracious Reds afterwards was very depressing. (I always pray we avoid them in the cups). When I got home I watched it all on SKY+ recording. After the pre-match Poznan Adrian Childes said that the "stadium has been literally shaking as City fans did the Poznan". Also after the couple of missed chances by Berbatov/Save by Hart City after about 20mins we bossed it. We won at a canter but my nerves on the day had me feeling it was like the Defence of Rourke Drift.

The Final was just a formality...we were never going to let Stoke have a sniff.

I remembered the year before watching the Etihad Derby in a pub in Lincoln when Scholes snatched the last minute winner. The usual Red hangers on were cheering. As I left I said "Dont worry lads, that ache in your necks from looking over your shoulder will soon be gone, 'cos we'll be past you soon" and so it came to pass!!!
 
50 years old and cryied like a baby at the final whistle on my knees, blues dancing everywhere it was like the last 30 years of taunting lifted from us, will never be forgotten the coach journey home was very sweat.
 
On the way down on our coach we saw shed loads of City cars and coaches, only saw one car and one rag coach til Birmingham.

The reds I talk to simply do not believe me when I say, until we got to Leicester, we saw one coach and no cars of rags. It really put meat on the bones of the southern fan base. This was completed after the match when queuing to get in Wembley Park when I was told to "fuck off back to Manchester" by shirt wearing rags.

My young son was with me and was upset by what happened on Olympic (Wembley) Way. Men unconcious on the ground, threats and intimidation from the cunts in numbers showing their true colours picking on families.

As for the game, following a shaky start, we soon got on top and the relief at the end was tremendous. A game v Stoke threatened to be the same as the rag semi in terms of fans but it could not have been more different. As soon as we got off the tube we were approached by a group - who wanted a group photo City and Stoke fans. After the game walking to our car we heard a van sounding it's horn and thought the worst but it was a load of jovial Stoke fans congratulating us.

United fans really are fucking scum.
 
The reds I talk to simply do not believe me when I say, until we got to Leicester, we saw one coach and no cars of rags. It really put meat on the bones of the southern fan base. This was completed after the match when queuing to get in Wembley Park when I was told to "fuck off back to Manchester" by shirt wearing rags.

My young son was with me and was upset by what happened on Olympic (Wembley) Way. Men unconcious on the ground, threats and intimidation from the cunts in numbers showing their true colours picking on families.

As for the game, following a shaky start, we soon got on top and the relief at the end was tremendous. A game v Stoke threatened to be the same as the rag semi in terms of fans but it could not have been more different. As soon as we got off the tube we were approached by a group - who wanted a group photo City and Stoke fans. After the game walking to our car we heard a van sounding it's horn and thought the worst but it was a load of jovial Stoke fans congratulating us.

United fans really are fucking scum.

That day was particularly bad
 
We stopped at Corley services and there was a group of three or four Rags, one more drunk than the others who wanted to kick the shit out of us. He was having some difficulty in just standing up, and the rest of us Blues just ignored the pillock and got on with eating our pasties!

I place this fixture at the top of my pile of Rag defeats. I took a picture of Yaya and the heap of City players when they ran over to our corner flag. I was on the front row, and with a ten foot bargepole I could have touched them. The picture is on my desktop and adorns my season card.
 

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