Spoke to a Gillingham fan...

I sometimes wonder if I'll ever feel as elated as I did during that moment again in my whole life.
 
Without a doubt best day of my life, went down on a coach full of wythy blues including my dad and brother which made it all the more special. The atmosphere on the coach on the way down was awesome, beer flowing and songs booming, you had to laugh at the coach though big yellow thing with like a tropical mural all down the side got us plenty of looks, but it was cheap and would get us there (we christend it the jamaica bus lol). It was my first time at wembley and I was really excited(prices were a joke though) anyway didn't even celebrate horlocks equalizer was too dejected, but when dickov scored I can honestly say I've never gone so mad at a football match in my life, then me and my mate ended up getting dragged about six rows back by some massive beer monster, couldn't stop fecking laughing though lol. I couldn't bring myself to watch the pens though (I know tart lol) but turned around just in time to see weaver save with his legs, again the place went mental and I felt so proud to be part of it, strangers dancing and hugging each other it was amazing(but I guess when your with fellow blues there are no strangers). I never left when we were loosing either, for some reason couldn't bring myself to do it(maybe it was a sixth sense lol) me and my mate were last on our bus as we stayed for fookin ages after, but we got on the bus to a cheer and can in hand straight away. I still daydream about that day to this day, a truly special day for blues everywhere. :0)
 
I watched it with my brother (City Fan) and my non-football supporting little sister. We were so depressed. The horlock goal awakened in us the hope - as city fans, it is always The Hope that Kills us.

Dickov's equaliser I leapt up so hard that my hoop hurt for a week. It really was the craziest reflexive hoop tightening Ive ever experienced lol. I danced around the room with my brother shouting and laughing. My sister burst out crying at the emotion of it all. She was 24!

After that we knew it was our day. Crazy Nicky and his running!
 
squirtyflower said:
I've seen us win the league, the FA Cup, the League Cup (twice) and went over to Vienna to watch us win the Cup Winners Cup.
But nothing beats, in football terms, how I felt that day, especially as I had been to all the home games, and most of the away games with my 11 year-old daughter, and even at 2-0 down with tears washing away her face paint she told me to still believe.
What memories. She's the one who makes me go now, convinced me to go to Schalke with her.


Man that's a great story - nice one :)
 
RobbieBrewer said:
I sometimes wonder if I'll ever feel as elated as I did during that moment again in my whole life.

I know I won't. It simply isn't possible. The stakes will never be so high again. Ok, if we beat United in the Champions League Final in similar circumstances it will come close but if we make such a Final and lose, we just try again next season from a lofty position and millions in our pockets. Losing that game was inconceivable. It could really have been the end of City as we know it.

If I drowned tomorrow and my life flashed before my eyes, the overriding image and memory will be of me and my old man hugging after the goal and the look of sheer joy on my Dad's face. Nothing will ever beat that moment. God bless him, he even drove back home without a word of complaint while I leant into 8 Stellas in the passenger seat!!! I must have been a right nuisance by the time we got back to Worsley.
 
I reckon I must have been the last City fan in the world to celebrate that win .I was on a hiking and climbing holiday in Scotland.Saw a City fan that day at a campsite he told me that we had won then he shot off in his car so I did not know the score .I had taped the game and would watch it when I got home the following Saturday

Like I said I was miles from anywhere ,no papers , no tv , no pub (shite part of holiday) so I didnt know anything about the game.

So gets home following week and watches the game as live and like most Blues I was cursing the fuckers as usual they had managed to let me down . 2 down no way are we gonna win and I m thinking back to that guy on the campsite thinking lying twat .Yes we get a goal , mere consolation Im thinking then when the 2nd goes in I like all the other blues had done the week before went ballistic . Only City can do that to you ,only City
 
We went up the following year. Anything interesting happened to you lot since?
 
Dr Bolouswki said:
squirtyflower said:
I've seen us win the league, the FA Cup, the League Cup (twice) and went over to Vienna to watch us win the Cup Winners Cup.
But nothing beats, in football terms, how I felt that day, especially as I had been to all the home games, and most of the away games with my 11 year-old daughter, and even at 2-0 down with tears washing away her face paint she told me to still believe.
What memories. She's the one who makes me go now, convinced me to go to Schalke with her.


Man that's a great story - nice one :)
cheers doc
 
I was sat right next to them and they never stopped singing. An absolute credit to the club, I bet I aint the only one who still has a soft spot for them
 

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