This may sound a little odd...

[Vienna_70]

Give over. Not for one fucking second do I miss supporting a shit football team. Watching turgid games in front of half empty stadiums. Trudging miles home gutted after allowing the hope to build up yet again. Knowing your season is over before the turkey's gone cold. Watching the brash show offs down the road winning everything.

Whilst there is enjoyment in the surprise victory when your team is no good, and you can claim to all around that there's honour in blind loyalty, lets just get one thing abundantly clear: it's a hundred times better sitting down to watch silva, aguero and kompany on a weekly basis. It's a hundred times better going to old Trafford without fear. It's a thousand times better going to wembley and lifting trophies.

I've given a lifetime to wanting the best for Manchester city and now we are here I don't forget that for a moment. I want us to get better and better and better.

Being shit is shit. Going home angry, or disillusioned, or desperate, week after week:Fuck that. I like winning, thanks.

I'm with you 100% on this, Dave.

Remember the last season when we were truly poor?

Pearce's last in charge, when we didn't even score a goal at home, let alone win at CoMS from the 1st January until the end of the season.

That was really dire and I never want to see that sort of thing for my team again.

I remember sitting in my seat, just before kick-off on the first home game after Adebayour joined, looking at the starting XI that day and thinking this is like fantasy football.

Now the quality of the players at the club is even better and we've gone from being everyone's second team to being (almost) universally hated and from being mocked and ridiculed by those in Stretford to being feared and despised by those same loathsome idiots.

And the feelings at 93:20 on 13th May 2012, and the rest of that wonderful afternoon will stay with me until the day I die.

Go back to being shit?

Not on your life!

 

[Tbilisi]

I can see the OPs point,I dont enjoy watching City as much as I used to,I think its because I now expect to win.There are not as many emotional highs and lows - 93.20 apart.

Also,the game has changed.I hate the pre match orchestrated singing and other such nonsense - some bloke on a mic telling me what happened in the first half,I accept that its the future though.

I used to follow City everywhere but cant afford it now with current prices plus 2 lads.

That said, the current team are a joy for my lads to watch which is the main thing.

No matter what,I will always love City,you cant change the habit of a lifetime.

 

[andyhinch]

I think the hardest time for me as a city fan was Newcastle away last year, my head was completely fucked, I lost all power on reason, could drive, had to walk to the shop for fags

 

[Didsbury Dave]

Give over. Not for one fucking second do I miss supporting a shit football team. Watching turgid games in front of half empty stadiums. Trudging miles home gutted after allowing the hope to build up yet again. Knowing your season is over before the turkey's gone cold. Watching the brash show offs down the road winning everything.

Whilst there is enjoyment in the surprise victory when your team is no good, and you can claim to all around that there's honour in blind loyalty, lets just get one thing abundantly clear: it's a hundred times better sitting down to watch silva, aguero and kompany on a weekly basis. It's a hundred times better going to old Trafford without fear. It's a thousand times better going to wembley and lifting trophies.

I've given a lifetime to wanting the best for Manchester city and now we are here I don't forget that for a moment. I want us to get better and better and better.

Being shit is shit. Going home angry, or disillusioned, or desperate, week after week:Fuck that. I like winning, thanks.

I'm with you 100% on this, Dave.

Remember the last season when we were truly poor?

Pearce's last in charge, when we didn't even score a goal at home, let alone win at CoMS from the 1st January until the end of the season.

That was really dire and I never want to see that sort of thing for my team again.

I remember sitting in my seat, just before kick-off on the first home game after Adebayour joined, looking at the starting XI that day and thinking this is like fantasy football.

Now the quality of the players at the club is even better and we've gone from being everyone's second team to being (almost) universally hated and from being mocked and ridiculed by those in Stretford to being feared and despised by those same loathsome idiots.

And the feelings at 93:20 on 13th May 2012, and the rest of that wonderful afternoon will stay with me until the day I die.

Go back to being shit?

Not on your life!

The Pearce season was just dull, uninspiring and flat. I never really believed we'd go down but I couldn't see a future for the club beyond mediocrity. I didn't even used to go that often that season because everything was just so insipid. The real bad days were 95 to 98 for me. I followed us everywhere and we had a truly awful team of cloggers for most of that time. Of course, the occasional highs made it all worthwhile, but now I'm older I want to watch good players.

I suppose there's a slight downside in that many of the home games aren't hugely competitive, but I'd sacrifice that for success any day.

 

[Vienna_70]

I think the best game of football I have seen was the 1-0 (Silva) against Arsenal last season.

Of course, it's great to score four or five every time,but that game was brilliant, end-to-end stuff and though I would have been disappointed had we lost, or even drawn after taking the lead, I think it would have been relatively easy to take, as the quality of football was so high.

Long may we continue to see such high-quality entertainment at the Etihad.

 

[adrianr]

I think the best game of football I have seen was the 1-0 (Silva) against Arsenal last season.

Of course, it's great to score four or five every time,but that game was brilliant, end-to-end stuff and though I would have been disappointed had we lost, or even drawn after taking the lead, I think it would have been relatively easy to take, as the quality of football was so high.

Long may we continue to see such high-quality entertainment at the Etihad.

That was the most entertaining 1-0 I can remember in a fucking long time. Like you say, I don't think you could have been too upset however that had turned out.

 

[Rascal]

The real bad days were 95 to 98 for me..

Sometimes you attempt to speak with such authority on things and then let yourself down with rubbish like that, although i will accept you must be younger than me so will have differing ideas.

Were they bad days for you because it coincided with the rise of the rags? Or were they just bad per se.

Perhaps you do not remember the utter despair of 83 where we had slumped from being on the verge of greatness to being potless in a few years.

I was at Wolves away around 80, we hadnt won in 17 games and there was probs 500 of us there and we won, Tueart pen and i dont think i celebrated Aguero's goal with as much gusto.

 

[Didsbury Dave]

The real bad days were 95 to 98 for me..

Sometimes you attempt to speak with such authority on things and then let yourself down with rubbish like that, although i will accept you must be younger than me so will have differing ideas.

Were they bad days for you because it coincided with the rise of the rags? Or were they just bad per se.

Perhaps you do not remember the utter despair of 83 where we had slumped from being on the verge of greatness to being potless in a few years.

I was at Wolves away around 80, we hadnt won in 17 games and there was probs 500 of us there and we won, Tueart pen and i dont think i celebrated Aguero's goal with as much gusto.

I've been going since 1976 mate. I was there when we lost the cup final. I was there when we went down to Luton. I was there when we didn't win away for 4 years in the late 80s. I was there when we got beat 5-0 at old Trafford.

Anyone with any knowledge of the club knows that the darkest days were the late 90s when we fell from premier league security to the bottom half of the third tier within a few years.

You appear to want to score points over trivialialities but you need to choose your battles a bit better to be honest.

 

[andyhinch]

The real bad days were 95 to 98 for me..

Sometimes you attempt to speak with such authority on things and then let yourself down with rubbish like that, although i will accept you must be younger than me so will have differing ideas.

Were they bad days for you because it coincided with the rise of the rags? Or were they just bad per se.

Perhaps you do not remember the utter despair of 83 where we had slumped from being on the verge of greatness to being potless in a few years.

I was at Wolves away around 80, we hadnt won in 17 games and there was probs 500 of us there and we won, Tueart pen and i dont think i celebrated Aguero's goal with as much gusto.

Luton at home was my lowest point, pleat doing his jig I lost it, ripped up my season ticket, that's a statement on the last game:(

 

[bobmcfc]

Give over. Not for one fucking second do I miss supporting a shit football team. Watching turgid games in front of half empty stadiums. Trudging miles home gutted after allowing the hope to build up yet again. Knowing your season is over before the turkey's gone cold. Watching the brash show offs down the road winning everything.

Whilst there is enjoyment in the surprise victory when your team is no good, and you can claim to all around that there's honour in blind loyalty, lets just get one thing abundantly clear: it's a hundred times better sitting down to watch silva, aguero and kompany on a weekly basis. It's a hundred times better going to old Trafford without fear. It's a thousand times better going to wembley and lifting trophies.

I've given a lifetime to wanting the best for Manchester city and now we are here I don't forget that for a moment. I want us to get better and better and better.

Being shit is shit. Going home angry, or disillusioned, or desperate, week after week:Fuck that. I like winning, thanks.

They must be off their meds dave