York away

Lincoln was definitely my worse memory, as it was pre-Andy Morrison, and City were still getting bullied on a regular basis.
Terrible traffic, and I think they had to delay the kick off by 15 minutes. 2-0 down after about 20 minutes, and I seem to remember Jeff Whitley being subbed in the First Half, and thinking we'd never see him again.
And some very selective behaviour from police and stewards iirc. A few Blues had cases against them dropped when it became clear the police were just making it up as they went along.
 
I'm not one to harp on about the past and juxtapose it with our current situation, but just seen this posted on Twitter and it's brought back some (bad) memories:

http://mcivta.com/newsletter-0345/

They were dark, dark days. Anyone on here used to post MCIVTA?
I hope the Kinky fans don't read that match report, I am sure that is not the way many remember him. Not knocking him, he was a talented player but just not as great as many thought.
 
Yes it must have been tough losing at York, wandering the city walls, have a few pints in quaint town centre pubs and a hour and a halfs drive back.... Tough times.

Not a patch on the Luton Town game two weeks earlier. Awful town, awful fans, poor performance and being stuck in their Main Stand. Much worse than a fun trip out to York Minster and a visit to the Viking Centre
 
Yes those days were fun travelling up and down the country. When you just had to queue up to get your ticket for the away games, even some were cash at the gate. ! game stands out think it may have been Swindon Town away when we had nearly 3/4 of the ground full with City fans, cheering the team on. Alas can't be done nowadays.
I had to get a York ticket off a tout and had to sit in the main stand with them lot ... My that was a shit game, good job I was absolutely hammered, In fact I was pretty hammered most of that season haha
 
Lincoln was definitely my worse memory, as it was pre-Andy Morrison, and City were still getting bullied on a regular basis.
Terrible traffic, and I think they had to delay the kick off by 15 minutes. 2-0 down after about 20 minutes, and I seem to remember Jeff Whitley being subbed in the First Half, and thinking we'd never see him again.

The town was like cup final day (night) for them I remember asking a Lincoln Fan " I am surprised you haven't booked the Red Arrows? he gave me a cracking repost " if it had been a Saturday game we would have" I know it is a bit of a cliche but every game that season was a cup final.
 
I'm not one to harp on about the past and juxtapose it with our current situation, but just seen this posted on Twitter and it's brought back some (bad) memories:

http://mcivta.com/newsletter-0345/

They were dark, dark days. Anyone on here used to post MCIVTA?
Wow that was a fantastic read. Great stuff. Took me back to the good old dark days did that. That's the city I fell in love with and that's the million dollar question. Why did we turn up week in week out in our droves to see such utter crap? We'll never know. We must've been bonkers....but loyal!!
 
Yes it must have been tough losing at York, wandering the city walls, have a few pints in quaint town centre pubs and a hour and a halfs drive back.... Tough times.

Not a patch on the Luton Town game two weeks earlier. Awful town, awful fans, poor performance and being stuck in their Main Stand. Much worse than a fun trip out to York Minster and a visit to the Viking Centre

I didn't go to either game, but I did go to the one in between - a 0-0 draw at home to Bristol Rovers, which still resides in my top 5 all time worst City experiences (behind only a 3-0 midweek defeat at Reading circa 98, a 6-0 thrashing at Derby County in 89, the 3-1 embarrassment at Snackpot County and a 1-0 loss at Wycombe on an industrial estate in the mist and drizzle - thankfully I gave both Boro and Lincoln a miss). We had just 1 shot at goal in 90 minutes against an injury ravaged Rovers, who had half a dozen teenagers in their squad, a hopeful 30 yard waft from Gareth Taylor that sailed high into the North Stand and that was it. I truly questioned my sanity that day
 
Yes it must have been tough losing at York, wandering the city walls, have a few pints in quaint town centre pubs and a hour and a halfs drive back.... Tough times.

Not a patch on the Luton Town game two weeks earlier. Awful town, awful fans, poor performance and being stuck in their Main Stand. Much worse than a fun trip out to York Minster and a visit to the Viking Centre


If you’re trying to suggest that a visit to York Minster would have somehow made the experience more bearable than don’t bother.

I was also in the Main Stand at Luton and it was shite. Lincoln was worse than shite, and looking back, the whole season was a masochistic tour of our worst footballing nightmares, that has somehow been reinvented as a rose tinted badge of honour.

In fact, the bizarre reality that we’ve now been in the Champions League for longer than we were out of the Premier League in the late 90s, just adds to the mythology.

No passing-out-from-the-back in 1998-99. Just stale burgers, horseshit, and lots of raw anger.
 
I didn't go to either game, but I did go to the one in between - a 0-0 draw at home to Bristol Rovers, which still resides in my top 5 all time worst City experiences (behind only a 3-0 midweek defeat at Reading circa 98, a 6-0 thrashing at Derby County in 89, the 3-1 embarrassment at Snackpot County and a 1-0 loss at Wycombe on an industrial estate in the mist and drizzle - thankfully I gave both Boro and Lincoln a miss). We had just 1 shot at goal in 90 minutes against an injury ravaged Rovers, who had half a dozen teenagers in their squad, a hopeful 30 yard waft from Gareth Taylor that sailed high into the North Stand and that was it. I truly questioned my sanity that day
I reckon that Bristol Rovers game was the worst I ever saw at Maine Road.
 
If you’re trying to suggest that a visit to York Minster would have somehow made the experience more bearable than don’t bother.

I was also in the Main Stand at Luton and it was shite. Lincoln was worse than shite, and looking back, the whole season was a masochistic tour of our worst footballing nightmares, that has somehow been reinvented as a rose tinted badge of honour.

In fact, the bizarre reality that we’ve now been in the Champions League for longer than we were out of the Premier League in the late 90s, just adds to the mythology.

No passing-out-from-the-back in 1998-99. Just stale burgers, horseshit, and lots of raw anger.
Completely agree. Being shit, is shit.
 
I did 17 away trips that season, my best ever. I must have been crazy. That said I spent most of them in a drunken coma. The only way to watch City in those days. There's something about adversity that brings out the defiance in football fans. For City fans it is part of our DNA (or used to be)
 
I reckon that Bristol Rovers game was the worst I ever saw at Maine Road.

It took a lot longer to get back to London after the game in those days as well, and having left home at about 08:00am, returning at about 11:00pm, I came as close as I ever did to giving it all up as a bad lot after watching that pile of old pony
 
I didn't go to either game, but I did go to the one in between - a 0-0 draw at home to Bristol Rovers, which still resides in my top 5 all time worst City experiences (behind only a 3-0 midweek defeat at Reading circa 98, a 6-0 thrashing at Derby County in 89, the 3-1 embarrassment at Snackpot County and a 1-0 loss at Wycombe on an industrial estate in the mist and drizzle - thankfully I gave both Boro and Lincoln a miss). We had just 1 shot at goal in 90 minutes against an injury ravaged Rovers, who had half a dozen teenagers in their squad, a hopeful 30 yard waft from Gareth Taylor that sailed high into the North Stand and that was it. I truly questioned my sanity that day

There was a few like that at home. I had gone backpacking around Indonesia and got back for Chesterfield and tales about our new star Gary Mason (Ive mentioned this before) he was appalling as was the game.

Bury at home for me was the worse as was losing to Oxford when Dibble??? dropped a few clangers the year before. Personally the two seasons previous were worse than the 99 season as we had spent a significant amount of cash, expected a quick return and found the reality was very different to the expectation.
 
If you’re trying to suggest that a visit to York Minster would have somehow made the experience more bearable than don’t bother.

I was also in the Main Stand at Luton and it was shite. Lincoln was worse than shite, and looking back, the whole season was a masochistic tour of our worst footballing nightmares, that has somehow been reinvented as a rose tinted badge of honour.

In fact, the bizarre reality that we’ve now been in the Champions League for longer than we were out of the Premier League in the late 90s, just adds to the mythology.

No passing-out-from-the-back in 1998-99. Just stale burgers, horseshit, and lots of raw anger.

For me even with rose tinted glasses the two years before were much worse. No Gillingham, No Wigan pitch invasion, no regular victories, just endless defeats, managers leaving, the club lurching from one disaster to the other. 99 in comparison was like a walk in the park.
 
For me even with rose tinted glasses the two years before were much worse. No Gillingham, No Wigan pitch invasion, no regular victories, just endless defeats, managers leaving, the club lurching from one disaster to the other. 99 in comparison was like a walk in the park.
Until the Christmas period the season before Gillingham was horrific, regularly getting twatted by third division no marks was no fun. Admittedly things surprisingly improved after the Wrexham away and Stoke home games but in truth we were pretty shit at Wrexham and then something magical happened with the crowd after half time v Stoke, which turned the game and the season. Great days and it was what watching City was all about. Showing our support when playing shit and hoping against hope that better things were just round the corner.
The season we got relegated from Div 2 was poor but right up until the last game there was always the belief/hope that Gio would save us. A 5-2 win and we still got relegated, that's City, just got to love us.
 

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