I know where you and other are coming from but I still maintain that it is a very risky strategy to pin your happiness to something you can not control because as we have seen over the past few weeks shit happens! We have no control over the way most things turn out and that includes the results of football matches
Thanks x
I love that,i was doing the chucking things across the room as he was doing the coat thing haha,city ehT
For the majority of my 50-odd years as a blue, I have either been that lad thrashing his seat with his coat against QPR, or celebrating like a complete lunatic after 93.20. It's what we do!
The entire weekend is trashed unless defeat comes out of a good performance (West Ham, for instance). But that shambles Versus Spuds was a disgrace (and it just had to be the early game, giving more fretting time and waiting for the scum rags to beat Sunderland. Fuck off, I thought, my weekend is destroyed. Even our goal difference took a hit.How much does City getting beat effect your weekend and general state of mind??
Got to say it fecking floors me and mine! I can't turn this weekend around now,its all about getting to the next game,prem game anyway,im just not feeling the ucl.
Just get me to next weekend,let's get back on track and bury todays shambles,I mean how do you lot turn your weekends back around? I've got four children I should be entertaining that should take my mind off City as well as other things to be getting on with but it never works!??
On occasion we get beat at home these days it proper spoils the beer down town later on,and on rare occasion I've been known just to f##k off back home straight after! Just wanted to know how some of you lot handle it,I've done all that 'argh FCK it let's get smashed' when I was younger, just seems harder to shake off the disappointment these days.
He was on my course at college - his name is Chris. Funny to see him as a key part in the footage one of the most historical day's in City's history! When we score he dances around in a circle on his own haha!
I was standing in CB level 3 with my mouth wide open, in total shock. I just couldn't believe what I was watching!I love that,i was doing the chucking things across the room as he was doing the coat thing haha,city eh
I'll always remember that footage, it says exactly what we were all feeling!He was on my course at college - his name is Chris. Funny to see him as a key part in the footage one of the most historical day's in City's history! When we score he dances around in a circle on his own haha!
I'm not sure how i would have reacted actually being there,probably swearing like a sqaddie like i was at home lolI was standing in CB level 3 with my mouth wide open, in total shock. I just couldn't believe what I was watching!
I'm not sure how i would have reacted actually being there,probably swearing like a sqaddie like i was at home lol
That sounds amazing,it'll never be beaten that's for sureThere was so many different reactions to losing and then that moment, some stunned into silence, others sounding off, a few arguements were breaking out, the bloke I sit next to sat down after Dzeko equalised, he was ranting, saying it was typical that we had scored at the end when there was no time to get another, I literally grabbed him, lifted him up and pointed him at the goal (we were directly behind Sergio as he struck it). Time stopped it seemed to take forever to hit the back of the net, then when it did, everything speeded back up very very quickly. The release of emotion, the pressure and pure relief resulted in some mad scenes. I ended up 2 rows in front of my seat, with the lad who sits in front of me on top of me, a random bloke picked me up and we went absolutely mental. Never seen him before or again, but I'll never forget that bloke grabbing my ears and screaming we've just won the league repeatedly. I only realised I had smashed my shin and it was bleeding from a golf ball sized whelk on the walk into town a couple of hours later, the adrenaline was that high.
It will never be repeated on so many levels.
We must have got the last 3 tickets together because we were literally at the top row of level 3, just under the press gantry. When Kun scored, I thought my ears were going to explode with the noise. I recall wondering if I could get down to the pitch before the stewards threw us off. I was kissing, hugging & high 5-ing everyone, which must have been a bit disconcerting as I am a bit on the weighty side! But, hey, I'd waited a bloody long time for this!
I love that,i was doing the chucking things across the room as he was doing the coat thing haha,city eh
I still can't watch the Aguero goal without welling up,even now. I love watching the replay of the last 5 minutes of the match, with the big lass in the red dress celebrating winning the league, whilst the bloke with the 1970s porno moustache was trying to listen to the result of our match. Then their heads turn in unison as the Sunderland fans started cheering. Priceless!One of my favourite moments of that day came a few weeks later at Ian Brown in Heaton Park. One of the lads I was with is a Villa season ticket holder, he knows full well what we went through with City, in between acts he asked me about that day (after the usual bout of puffing my cheeks out and my goosebumps had gone down) I started to try and explain how it felt. I had mumbled a few things but was struggling to get my words out and explain to him, the bloke in front of us turned around, tears in his eyes, and just said it was magic, another from our left said the best day of my life including my wedding day and then another from behind put his hands on my shoulders and said you got more words out than I could have managed, I turned around and he was crying his eyes out. We all gave each other a knowing look. Then I said to my mate that it couldnt fully be explained (I think a lot of us were still at the stage of welling up whenever we saw that moment again) but it was the single best rush I'd ever had, and was still experiencing the come down.
I still can't watch the Aguero goal without welling up,even now. I love watching the replay of the last 5 minutes of the match, with the big lass in the red dress celebrating winning the league, whilst the bloke with the 1970s porno moustache was trying to listen to the result of our match. Then their heads turn in unison as the Sunderland fans started cheering. Priceless!