On telly — England v West Germany, 1966. No more need be said.
Live — England v Scotland, Home Internationals, spring 1967. Wembley seemed to be full of drunk Scots, but the atmosphere was incredible. Probably because of that, actually. Scotland were terrific (Law, Baxter), and they deservedly beat us. There were not a few Scots in the stadium who were seriously suggesting that we should hand over the World Cup.
First live league game — Spurs v Liverpool, autumn 1967. That was it. I was hooked. Not on them, but on the game.
Moved up to Manchester that winter, can’t remember exactly when. First live match at Maine Rd., City v Coventry, that season. Oddly, no memory of it, but I’ve still got the programme. First City match that I can clearly remember — the derby, August 1968. One of the few times that I sat on the Platt Lane benches. Great view over to the seething Kippax. I admit I was mightily impressed. Loads of rags on the Kippax, too, at the time. No segregation then.