City v Oldham in Division 1, sitting in the Kippax. Will never forget Rosler running around the pitch like we had won the league when he scored.

From that moment, I knew my blood was blue!

my first ever city game was city v millwall in the 98/99 season. what a baptism of fire it was. i was seven and my dad had got 2 free tickets which were situated next to the away fans. he sold them and bought two other tickets away from them. during the game a fight broke out between the millwall fans and the city fans. good job my dad used his instinct and moved us to the other end of the mighty old maine road. i think the game finshed 3-1 to the blue’s

I was only 5, went to Sincil Bank to see City take an early lead through Rosler. Then my rollercoaster ride of being a City fan begun with me leaving Lincoln having seen us lose 4-1!
I was hooked.

I’m not totally sure who we were playing, but I do remember it was at Main Road, I was only a young kid, I was skipping a doctors appointment to see the match with my older brother who was a season ticket holder. I lost my voice do to being unwell about 10 mins before k.o, though i still tried to scream and shout along with the fans. the atmosphere at main road i feel is lost at COMS, it’s not the same camaraderie that I once felt. However, I’ll never forget the smells, the walk up the old concrete steps and then the view, centre of pitch mid level, and 3 goals for City, c’mon you blues!

was against blackpool at maine rd i was only 5 & went with my dad,i can remember sitting down in the north stand & seeing all the fans & hearing the singing.we won 3-0 & my dad picking me up & holding me up in the air when we scored,i have been going ever since & i will not stop going no matter what,once a blue always a blue.

My first game was at Maine road against Newcastle in the 95/96 season. I was 10 years old and went with my dad and brother who surprisingly are also blues. It was the most exciting game I’ve ever seen, a 3-3 thriller with action galore. Poor old Keith Curle was battered by Faustino Asprilla in what turned out to be a great battle between the two sides.

My first City game was at Maine Road against Tranmere Rovers. We travelled with the Tranmere fans, because we are from Birkenhead, and sat in the away end. It was a great game and very hard not to stand up and cheer when City scored,though I was jumping up and down inside! It was 1-1 in the end. I had a fantastic time and was totally sold on City. The only sad thing was that our coach was bricked in the car park.

Like most people of my generation, i fell in love with footbal whilst watching the 1990 world cup at the tender age of six years old.
Because of this i fell in love with Gazza and Lineker, thus my father took me to my first game involving these legends. My dad was a blue, this meant taking me to a game involving both clubs. We sat in the away end known then as the Platt Lane End.
My memories of the game were being the coldest I have ever been, not seeing any of the goals as it was too foggy at the other end, but i cheered each goal anyway.
Inspite all of this I came away a blue and have followed them to the depths of despair to hopefully the days at the top, which we loyal fans deserve!!
I’ll be taking my son Naill (yes he is named after the big Irish man)to his first game in May at nine months old…to carry on the family law!!

The first game i went to was when i was only 5 years old. My Dad; a lifelong City fan, took me. My Mum had packed me all kinds of things to keep me busy in case I got bored…I needed none of them!

The atmosphere at Maine road was amazing, like nowhere I have ever been I will never forget that day.

I was never really into football when I was at school, but at Uni I got into it through some friends who are City fans. They had a spare ticket for the play-off final in May 99 and I couldn’t resist when they offered it to me – a trip to Wembley for my first game! I wore my new City shirt with pride and outside the ground I bought one of those big polystyrene hands to cheer on Andy Morrison (he was my fav player), Weaver, Dickov and the boys! After that game (what a comeback!) I was hooked and started to go to games more regularly. Soon Tiatto became my favourite player and I got his name on my shirt when I went travelling around Australia! I don’t go as much these days as I live in London but I always make it back for the big games (when the missus lets me!) – especially when we play United!