To put some of the moaning at being joint 4th in the league with two games in hand into perspective, what has been your lowest match or even season in your days as a Blue? Lets face it there should be absolutely shitloads to choose from over the last 30 odd years. Perhaps it will even make people realise just how lucky we are.
The Stoke away relegation has to be my lowest single day. The weeks and months building up to that were the pits but until that day I still thought we'd pull out of it and I remember the buzz and nerves heading up there in the sunshine. In the end Port Vale and Portsmouth had won their games by half time and we were down and out despite the Goat murdering Stoke that day. It was the end of an era with Gio craying on the pitch and eventually leaving that summer and as I remember the post-mortem went on all summer. We left just after half time rather then risk getting killed in the Stoke end and I remember being utterly devastated that night after a skinful of beer. Saying that the next season in Division 2 were the best days of my life watching City and it could be argued that was the start of our resurrection under the leadership of Royle and Bernstein.
Saying that, Pearces final season ran it close - that was probably the most depressing, lowest, boring, negative, atmosphereless, painful football that I have endured. Even though attendances were still reported as 40,000 that year people had stopped going as I remember thinking at some games that there looked no more than 35,000 in the ground. After striving to establish ourselves in the Premier Leaque for years, Pearce was playing one up front at home in a desperate attempt to stay in the division. I didn't have a season ticket that year and despite the disillusionment at the boring football and negative tactics I kept buying my tickets out of a sense of duty as much anything else - I definitely didn't want to go each week. It came to a head in the no-show defeat in FA Cup quarter final at Blackburn and you know that it was really bad when Blues turned on the team and the manager the way they did that day. The season was summed up with the remember all that apart from last home game against the scum when Vassell missed that penalty in the last 10 minutes. Later that night I slipped on a wet floor and broke my nose and smashed my teeth - a miserable end to a miserable season. Looking back now though, as much as I hated it at the time, without Pearce grinding out those points and signing Mpenza we would have been out of the division, possibly doing a Leeds and there would have been no Thaksin and definitely no Shiekh Mansour.