I never thought I had a chance of getting me and my fanatical city fan son to the final with me only having a few hundred points over the years and having spent most of the last 35 years watching city sitting on my hands in the wrong end - highlights include - being 5-0 down at Chelsea with all you lot singing 'where were you when you were shit' or being in a Leeds directors box behind a Perspex screen just behind you lot when they were good and winning 2-1 or in a rammed Madjaski Stadium full to the rafters in the 3rd tier winning 3-1 - anyway last week a client of mine left me a message to say that he had a mate in the FA who could get 2 tickets and did I want them - the quickest call I ever made, and we're in the city end! So if you meet someone with a softie southern accent in his lucky 1999 shirt with his son, try not to give me shit just coz I don't sound like Shaun Ryder - I will be crying like a baby singing Abide with me amongst you 'proper fans'