Two reasons I'm not a real blue.
1. I only became a blue when I told my Mum to get me a Chelsea bag for school, and she said "how will I ever remember that name", and I said its easy, "they are the all blue team, so get me an all blue bag". She came back with a City bag, and I didn't have the courage to tell her to go get another one.
2. I've only been to one City game, and that was only because Shady gave me his season ticket. Villa last year at CoMS (good choice huh?).
Two reasons I won't apologize.
1. Item "1" above happened in 1969, and I've been paying ever since.
2. I've had to get up at horrible hours to watch them on TV from places like Kenya and Afghanistan and Uganda and Pakistan--for all you boys who were able to go to Mary's to drown your sorrows, its no fun being beaten by rags at 3 a.m. in a country where nobody understands why you care about City.
So now I"m in the States, and heading to see them play Sporting Lisbon next week-end, with my seven year old daughter, and I may never tell her how I became a city fan at her age--it would just ruin it.
