I watched them in the corner celebrating their win against us like they'd just won 5 in a row (games not titles) punching the air, jumping around, screaming and shouting like wild cats for all to see at the home of the the 4 in a row holders. Trying to rub it in and show the world they were back and how much it meant to them. One could almost be forgiven for thinking it meant more to them than beating their 130 year old rivals Liverpool because they don't really care about us and would much rather see us win the league than their Scouse friends down the East Lancs.
The self entitlement that permeates throughout the club, from every fan, pundit and ex-player constantly telling anyone who cares to listen that they are the biggest club in the world and should be always fighting it out at the top, whilst having first dibs on the best players and how the Premier league is far better with a successful 'Nited' in it. You could see it in their players faces in the corner of the Etihad that they thought they had made a statement and once again were back in the big time.
Do they ever listen to themselves and question their own self grandeur and arrogance of the highest order, do they never think that other clubs fans might just dislike them because they extol this unjustified assumption of self advantage over everyone else.
The period under Sir Matt Busby was before my time and it was a different era for football, supporters and rivalries and it's only fair to recognise his achievements made all the more remarkable under the tragic circumstances that played out.
That period apart and thereafter from my City perspective is fuck them, one and all from Newton Heath to Newton County, Arkansas, the club that have at some time bullied and belittled most other clubs, led by a bully on and off the pitch, that banner, the noisy neighbours, the not in my lifetime statement and long before that there was the bent butcher selling dodgy meat to schools whilst ripping off grieving widows to get his grubby little hands on their husbands shares in the club. From growing up in the 70's and having it constantly rubbed in my face by gobby mates and wider family members and even the priest at school asked me why a Catholic boy like me supported City? First time I'd ever heard of that side of it.
Their current situation on and off the pitch couldn't happen to a more deserving club and its supporters. You reap what you sow, long may their drought continue.