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- you go totally mental when we score
- you go totally mental when we conceed
- you defend whatever shit our club, players or fans do
- you object to everything negatives being said about our club by media, opposite fans, and any living creature
- you sing “we never win at home and we never win away” with a smile
- you sing “we are not really hear” and gets shivers
- you sing “Blue Moon” and feel like nothing can beat our team
-you still shit your pants while our team is leading 3-0 with extra time to go (this goes for the older generation)
- you cry when we lift any kind of silverware anytime
- you use any kind of superstition before any match our team plays
- you hate reds with a passion either from United, Liverpool or London
- you feel immensely proud when wearing any City top