My most vivid memories of following city are the early ones, mid to late 70s, as a young boy
Going with dad & brother, the whole experience was mesmerising.
We would park 3 or 4 streets from the ground, as soon as you got out the car you could hear
The crowd and smell the smoke, I was absolutely hooked from day one.
My old man is no longer with us, and when he was we didn't always see eye to eye, but one
Thing we always had in common was CCFC, if they went to the wall that would be it, an AFC
Would have no connection to the past for me and TBH would give me a way out.
Supporting this club has become all consuming and exhausting for all the wrong reasons, not
To mention depressing.