Thanks for posting this. I grew up in Mowbray Street, just behind the old Main Stand. I would have been home that day as a toddler probably watching through the front window as the crowds walked past outside. When I was older I would watch the crowd in the West Stand from the corner of the road, knowing City had scored when they all jumped up. When away fans were in the part of the Kop at the Swan Lane end, you could tell who had scored from the back garden by following the noise.
It was occasionally scary growing up there, a few broken windows and the Main Stand fire stand out, but it was mostly a blessing. It was exciting. You could meet the players and get both team's autographs by waiting outside the players entrance at the top of Kind Richard Street. On freezing cold days I could be home from the game and back in the warm in under a minute. Most of all it gave me a love of football, the Sky Blues and the community of fellow City fans that's been with me all my life. Other things and people have come and gone but that has always been there. So it was lovely to watch this and be transported back to all that.