Being a Blue of a certain age.
My journey as a City fan started a lot different to youngsters supporting us today.
When i was a kid it was Rag shirts everywhere.
I still proudly wore my City shirt, and dreamed that one day we would be where we are at now. I never really expected it tbh. I was both jealous of our neighbours, and hated their fan base, that constantly took the piss out of us at every opportunity. Much blood was spilled back then in School Yards.
So many years of pain, up, and down, like a Yo-Yo, boardroom drama. We were referred to as the Soap Opera Club.
Still we all kept going, narcissist the lot of us :-). It must be said our fan Base has always been incredibly loyal. The journey we took nearly finished Newcastle off .Not us... we broke records for followings at some of the worst grounds in England. Back in those days I went home and away. I wasn't at York away though :-)
Rags hung that timer Banner at the Swamp. Sure it was only a Banner, some will say just a bit of Footy banter. For me it was a constant reminder of under achievement. Every year they added a new digit.
Then that goal came..............A grown arsed Man sat here was crying like a Baby that day. I never ever thought in my life time we would win the League.
Strangely It took me straight back to Maine Road in my Mind, as a young Kid playing Footy on the Croft in an imaginary City side kicking the Ball at the blue exit doors from all angles celebrating scoring City goals that won us Titles.
Kun literally made my dreams come true that Day.
I saw that banner ripped down.
I will love him until the day i die,
Thanks for making that Kid dreams come true Sergio.
Tearing up again here :-(.