Where were you on Sunday 30th May 1999 (Gillingham play off game?)

Flew in overnight. Didn’t sleep on flight. Went to my hotel in Lancaster Gate. Couldn’t sleep. Went to Wembley to meet my brother. Hooked up. Was absolutely knackered and emotionally drained at 2-0. Looked at my brother and raised my eyebrows. He shook his head. We scored. We won. We went crazy like everyone else. Went back to my hotel. Showered, went to a boozer, sat outside enjoying a few with a few City fans walking by having a chat. Slept like the dead, Flew home in the morning.

Whirlwind day with a brilliant result, unlike my similar jaunt to the 1-0 Madrid CL SF loss!

Being a Blue means enjoying the ride, and what a ride it has been since the late 60s for me!
 

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