When did you get into football/City?

I vividly remember a convo in our living room around 69/70, id have been 5 or 6.

My eldest sister was 12 or 13, she used to go to OT with her mates.

She said - "right bro, I'm gonna take you to United to see Best Law and Charlton"...... My dad was in earshot and quipped - "you're bloody not, I'm taking him to City to watch Bell Lee and Summerbee!"...

And he did, and that's the day i became a blue. Still can't remember the game though, which irks me.
 
I can’t remember the actual first time I went but it would be sometime in the mid 60’s. My Dad and his brother were City fans but not match goers. We lived on Thornton Rd until I was born but we were piss poor so I guess there wasn’t any money for the old man to go. We went occasionally until 67/68 when I was 8 and had got the football bug. Colin Bell was, like everyone, my hero cos I knew at heart I was a ‘box to box’ midfielder with an eye for goal it was just that every coach I ever had thought I was a left full back and Glyn Pardoe became my favourite!
 
First game was 85/86 season, culminating in the full members trip, vague memories as I was 6, however, was ingrained in the family… we lived facing the Croft of the Maine stand, so I’d be on there blasting a size 4 mitre at Scotch Mike on the front gates (:

I was extremely fortunate as my mum worked for city for 25 years, so I was always buzzing around the stadium in some part, normally being told off by Bernard halford et al for being where I shouldn’t…. If you’re lucky you fall in love and you work at it, even when it isn’t going well, this sums up city for me and what makes modern society a little sadder imo, as sticking sometimes gives a greater appreciation for that love!
 
Takes a bit of working out,
I started following Liverpool in the 70s, then moved over to united in the 80s, then (I always get the order mixed up) it was either chelsea or arsenal in the 90s? but anyway I could see city were getting good in around 2012 so I have been a big fan ever since (although I did wonder whether to go back to Liverpool this season when the quad was on).
 
Dad willed it from birth. Newton Heath family, grandad and uncle were rags. Dad, even then says he was sick of their 'bullshit'', so became a Blue.

He ensured I followed the same path, by taking me to games from eight years old (1968, just became Champions...glory hunting twat or what? ;-) )

I went regularly with him up until about 16, when I discovered rock music, girls, beer and drugs. Then it was just the occasional game, with him. Until I was going out with a girl, who's brothers were all Blues, and I started going again with them around 82. Then went with mates from my local (Robin Hood, Newton Heath) and got my first season ticket in 1983.

Dad retired and got a season ticket with me and mates and loved it....especially the going on the beer side of games. He had to give in to it being too much for him a few years ago (he is almost 92) but he is still Blue through and through....and I will always be glad he made me one...well, I say always, but there has been a few times I could have strangled the old goat for it :-)
 
I think my Dad took me when I was only two. Seems strange, but I am actually proud to say I was raised in Moss Side for the first three years of my life, just a stones throw from Maine Road.
 
Sat with my Grandad who fought in the Battle of Jutland and went to Hyde Road before the first world war. I think it was 1968 or 69.
 
My Dad took me as a 5 year old to Maine Road, two weeks ago i turned 65 years old, still watching and loving the blues!! One in the face to those gormless away fans who sing,"where were you when you were shit"", i was there and years before and always will be!!!!!
 
Dad willed it from birth. Newton Heath family, grandad and uncle were rags. Dad, even then says he was sick of their 'bullshit'', so became a Blue.

He ensured I followed the same path, by taking me to games from eight years old (1968, just became Champions...glory hunting twat or what? ;-) )

I went regularly with him up until about 16, when I discovered rock music, girls, beer and drugs. Then it was just the occasional game, with him. Until I was going out with a girl, who's brothers were all Blues, and I started going again with them around 82. Then went with mates from my local (Robin Hood, Newton Heath) and got my first season ticket in 1983.

Dad retired and got a season ticket with me and mates and loved it....especially the going on the beer side of games. He had to give in to it being too much for him a few years ago (he is almost 92) but he is still Blue through and through....and I will always be glad he made me one...well, I say always, but there has been a few times I could have strangled the old goat for it :-)
I lived in Newton Heath as a nipper and the next door neighbour was a rag and his son, from an early age my dad says I used to take piss out of them and I have never given up on it
 
I guess from birth. My great great grandad came to ancoats from staffs in 1898 and City became his team and it was passed down generations. He died just after i was born in 1974 and i have a picture of me on his knee. Our families first ever blue !

but to answer the question i got into football and city aged 5/6 and my thirst for all things city actually helped me to learn to read
 
1969 FA Cup Final. First game I had seen live on TV. Yes we had TV in Wales at that time!

Liked the City shirts and of course they won the game.

I was 8 and hooked. Never regretted it either.

Glory hunter I know.
 
I assume the same as most. Just born in to it. All family blue and friends too. Been going since a young kid and now getting on a bit still doing the same thing. I always raise a smile when reading on here, tales of being the only blue in school, being surrounded by reds throughout their lives etc., because that's never been the case for me. Even at work, there are only match going blues. 1966.
 

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