I will never forget the moment I found out Mancini was taking over - I was on a train back from Manchester to Stockport from the Sunderland game where I, as we all pretty much had, found out Hughes was going to be sacked.
The news sort of filtered through the train in that really eerie way, as if you knew something pretty big was happening. I heard one City fan say, "Oh for fuck's sake - we've won today! Give the guy a break!" and before I knew it everyone had their phones out checking to see what was happening.
Mancini was in, Hughes was out, Mancini would take charge with immediate effect and would be in the dugout for the Stoke game. Many of you on here will know just how much of a Hughes-outer I was so to hear he'd been replaced with Inter's former manager was music to my ears.
I think we went on to win four games on the bounce in Mancini first month in charge, keeping three clean sheets in the process. But missing out on the Champions' League was a hard pill to swallow - I seem to remember suggesting to my mum at one point that Hughes would have taken us there if we'd let him stay.
I remember being up in the farthest reaches of Scotland listening to Spurs tear us to shreds on the opening day of the season and I wondered even then if we'd made the right choice. And even as I walked up Wembley Way for the first time I still had doubts in my mind - doubts that would be eradicated and buried deep below the ground over the next few weeks.
April 16th, 2011 to May 22nd, 2011 was probably the most relaxed and cheerful I've ever been as a Manchester City fan. I remember turning to my mum after Zabaleta's goal against West Ham (after Silva's chip over the top) to celebrate and she had tears in her eyes. I was confused because it was a goal to go 2-0 up in a game that didn't really matter all that much - but she just said "In all my life as a City fan I've never felt this happy for such a long period of time." With a small tear in mine I said, "I can only see this getting better, as well."
And sure enough, it did. FA Cup winners and Champions' League qualification - after that last game of the season against Bolton I just sat there and felt quite sad because the season had finished. Even after last season's heroics, excellent football and enjoyment, I still say the 2010-2011 season is my favourite City season because we had nothing to lose and ended up getting a bonus trophy, beating United at Wembley Stadium in the process.
There were doubts still existing in my mind about Mancini's style of football, though. However, that soon changed in the opening ten or so games of last season. And then to claw back the title and win it in that fashion - shit. The greatest moment of my life so far. To win the league like that - for god's sake. I slept well that night, I'll say that much. The happiest I've ever felt, I could sense the power running through my blood.
For once, City were the best. The best team in the country. And for that - whether we can do better or not or whether we get pissed off with him sometimes - we are forever indebted to Mancini. He has transformed our squad, style of play and mentality and has produced two trophies in two seasons. We are obviously indebted to the Sheikh as well, but the Sheikh's millions would mean nothing in the wrong hands.
Take a bow, Sir Bobby, and thank you.