Your standout City memory...

As I am only 17:
When we losted to Stockport and getting the piss taken out of me.

Losing in the Carling Cup Simi-Final

Only getting to standed in the Kappax for one season wish it could of been more

Spending my last bit of momey I had to go to Liverpool away last season and not buying my mum a birthday present coz i had. She was pissed of but it had to be done! :p

Good:
Takeover

Simi final

final

standing on the top of the blocks when we scored are third at OT and every one doing the Poznan felt on top of the world

Hey Jude and Oasis after the Rags and all my family had fuck off but i had to stay coz they did it to me when we where at OT in the carling cup

Newcastle away seeing some 40 years od that on the floor crying and not watching the match after we scored the first and not looking again until we scored the second you could til how close we where.

Porto away first euro and best two days ever!!

and finally SUNDAY!!!!!!!!
 
Has to be Dickov at the old Wembley for me, I was in Cyprus with the patio doors open........... When Gillingham scored the 2nd I shouted "Bollocks" so loud my missus kicked me out and I had to run down to the Naafi bar to watch the remainder of the game..................... Just made it
 
i was thinking back over the years of the games that stick in my memory. my first away game comes to mind, 0-0 against burnley tueart missed a pen and then we get another pen he scores but it has to be retaken and i think peter barnes takes over and misses.1976 i was 10 years old.
 
Best : Wembley play off. End empty only to re-fill when Dickov scored. Noel Gallagher coming back in as well an getting mobbed.

Worst : David Pleat skipping across the pitch in his dodgy suit/white shoes kerb crawling clobber.
 
The wigan semi that got us to the playoff final where goat scored whith his arse. I can see me patting dickov on the u tube vid during the pitch invasion.
Then off to the friendship after where we got p1ssed and sang, until a rag copper turned up on his own, started a riot and then arrested everybody once his support came.
Some random american guy was there clebrating with us, i just remember thinking what the fuck is an american doing here. He got arrested too.
Great night
 
Alan Kernaghan's 40 yard goal against Leicester in the coca cola cup (my first game). Standout memory.

Being a kid standing in the Kippax, warm beer and cold pies in the North stand, Kinky's goal against Southampton, the 3-3 against Newcastle (curle and asprilla kicking off), the 5-2 against Spurs which is one of my favourite games, losing to bury, losing to oldham, were going up, were going down, were going up, were going down. Wembley 99, last game at Maine road, shaun's goal against united in the 4-1, semi final against united, final and the 3-4 against Spurs is the craziest game of football ever. The 0-1 defeat against Boro with their only shot on target being the Sun Jihai og. Not being at Ewood park for the Blackburn promotion :(
 
blueshortshorts said:
As a kid sat in the north stand with my scarf with badges of all the players faces on (corrigan, Doyle , Hartford ,Watson , donachie) . The smell of pipe tobacco and the sound of Helens bell ringing. The green turf glistening as dusk fell and the floodlights flickered on. Watching the hazy smoke rise from the mass of bodies crammed into the kippax....happy childhood memories :)
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You've nearly got me blubbing at my desk here - the Weds night games especially the UEFA Cup (plus the England U-21s with Big Joe in goal as the overage player) are definitely my fondest memories. Junior Blues' "silk" scarf, lumberjack jacket, flask of Oxo (not Bovril). Happy days indeed.
 
During an abject performance against Bury at home, I think during the season when we were on our way down to the 2nd division, I remember feeling as low as I had ever done watching City and then out of nowhere the entire ground sang "stand up if you love City". Whatever happens on the pitch, I've always been proud to be blue.
 
First game as an 11 year old at Maine road a derby match in the billy McNeil era, a day of firsts
- seeing the ground
- the smell of fried onions
- venom & exilleration of atmosphere in kippax with reds in the corner ( darts flying across!!)
- tommy Caton crashing a shot on the bar
- kippax banter / chants & all the swearing
- being slightly crushed at crowd surges & totally helpless at the end of the game as the crowd around carried you out as we were packed like sardines
- running battles in streets after & police on horses charging crowds!
- madness on many levels but I fell in love that day.
 
Best: Being taken to stand on freezing terraces by my dad, upgrading later to a season ticket in the Platt Lane end.

Watching Denis Tueart's overhead goal on tv then being in Albert Square (why my dad thought a small girl would enjoy being trampled by thousands of loons I have no idea, but he was right!)

Being at Villa Park for the semi in 1981

Stepping over the top of the Wembley steps into the ground in 1981 (thinking about it still makes the hair on my neck stand up)

Sitting on Trevor Francis' knee (oo er)

Any time we beat the Rags

When my genuine Maine Rd seat came home. And no you can't have it (unless you happen to have a few spare tickets for Sunday...)

Waking up in the middle of the night and smiling at the drunk blues singing we're not really here in the road...

Worst:

Tommy Hutchinson's own goal.

The second division.

Years of playground and workplace misery, black humour, pessimism, enduring endless harassment and aggro in a very big world full of smiling dickheads going, all the while them grinning hopefully, 'Oh you from Manchester? Manchester United, yes?!'

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
 
going to Tesco at the semi final last year to find they ran out of beer.
never thought i would see the day.

too many to list most have already been said..
 
Five for me

Edin Dzeko's 6th Goal at the swamp running towards City fans with 6 fingers showing.

Final Games of Season at Maine Road when we got promotion against Charlton, claimed over the barriers into seggreated part of the old wooden benched Platt Lane then on the Pitch afterwards.

Andy Hinchcliffe's 5th gola in the 5 - 1 at Maine Road

Final Games of season at Bradford away to win Promotion. In Bradford End and was trying to keep quites when City scored the whole end erupted, City had taken over,

Final game of season at Blackburn away to get promotion
 
One of the standout memories for me was City v Academic de Coimbra in the Cup Winners Cup. Nil nil after two legs and Tony Towers came on and scored the winner in extra time. It was late finishing, even with a 7.30 kick off and we bought chips on Yew Tree Road. I was that excited I threw up all night.
The home tie against Schalke in the semi-final is probably my favourite City match.
 
Niall Quinn saving Dean Saunders' penalty

The guy waving the chicken in the Platt Lane stand

Vince Miller in his white suit

Elvis the plastic hawk on a string

Mr Banks in the Kippax

Kappa - the best kits worn by the worst players

HALF TIME DRAW TICKETS!

Steve Lomas in the corner

The pitch invasions

The Thai themed bash in Albert Square with Frank and Sven

All the false dawns

Transfer deadline day 2008

Wembley 99

Wembley 11
 
24th October 1998, playing Reading at home.
Tiatto gets sent off. We lose all our confidence. They go one up. Jim Whitley shins a ball into the Kippax
My stand out memory..... When Whitley shinned the ball, the numbers of matchday programmes, cups of tea and Bovril that were launched in his direction and the terrified look on his face

Fucking hell, we were utterly shit
 
My first game against Shrewsbury.
Sat in my room listening to the radio with my Dad when Morley equalised at Bradford (my Mam thought we were fighting).
Looking at the Maine Stand when Hinchcliffe scored in the 5-1 'cos I was too short to see the pitch.
Beating Liverpool 2-1 in the 1st home game of the season in '91.
Devastated after Forest knocked us out of the League Cup at Maine Road. I considered knocking it all on the head.
The horses on the pitch against Spurs.
The K Stand sucking in United's 5th to my right.
The despair of going down against Liverpool.
Bury at home when I was in the away section.
Taking my socks off in frustration when Pollock scored his own goal and lobbing them under the Gene Kelly stand.
The pitch invasion after Wigan.
Dickov's equaliser - pandemonium.
The pitch invasion after Birmingham at home.
Blackburn away and all that it meant.
Gutted to go down again.
Benarbia at Hillsborough, one of my favourite ever aways.
Seeing Anelka in a City shirt and thinking "we're not going back down".
The end of the 13 year wait for a Derby win.
Fowler's penalty miss and thinking "Typical City" were never going away.
Sven's team's early promise.
Waking up after nodding after work on September 1st 2008 and watching the frankly ludicrous breaking news headlines running across the screen.
Believing we'd never turn United over after the League Cup semi final.
The FA Cup semi final - being with my Dad and Son at Wembley. It felt like a dream.
Ending the wait for a trophy and not being able to walk by the end of the night.
Grinning like a cheshire cat the day after the 6-1. Lads in work completely avoiding me.
Coming up with an unlikely scenario after April 1st, being laughed at, then watching it all unfold as I'd predicted (I thought they'd drop points to Swansea not Everton but predicted the 1-0 at Wigan).
This feeling of anxiety I've felt all week.........
 
looking up at the steps to the turnstiles at Wembley in 74, aged 9.
Dennis's overhead
Juventus in UEFA cup 76/77
Any home games v rags or red dippers mid to late 70's, over 50,000
10-1
5-1


But Lakey swallowing his tongue will be the main one.
 
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