I supported Liverpool in the 70's and took the mick out of my mates who were City fans.....I feel so ashamed. Sorry guys you were right, I was a glory hunting prick!
Before a home game against Villa in the early 90's, I ran on the pitch with a bunch of roses for one of the dancers!
I have an excel workbook meticulously updated after each match with details of goalscorers, appearances, attendances etc going back to 1983. With 'fascinating' pivot tables summarising key achievements such as highest appearance makers.
And Otis - how are you able to watch City sober?!
When I was in my mid teens I was seeing two birds that both lived very close to HR. I used the game to have an excuse to get away from one so I could go and see the other one
And yet you ended up being fooked by Coventry City.
Several times over
But I have love for my club. They were just a part of growing up
You must have spent a fortune!When I was in my mid teens I was seeing two birds that both lived very close to HR. I used the game to have an excuse to get away from one so I could go and see the other one
Talking of shame, my dad should be ashamed. He was a lifelong City fan, all the way back to the 1940's. He then stopped attending in the 1970's but sort of followed them from his armchair, but when City played Spurs in the Cup Final he didn't even watch the game and went out and mowed the lawn instead. It was a deliberate ploy me thinks. To make a statement. He knew just how much that game meant to me and my brother too.
Will never ever forgive him for that.
2. I missed my own brother's weddding to watch City play.
I remember getting thrown out of the West End when we played Arsenal.
Wasn't my fault and I hadn't done anything wrong, but what happened was that a load of Arsenal fans had got into the West End and just a couple of minutes into the game the police did a sweep operation and forced them all out of the gates to take them round to the away fans area on the Kop. I got caught up in it all as I must have been right at the edge of where the City fans were and I got thrown out with them.
I couldn't go in the Kop with the away fans so I just went back home. We won 3-1.
Quite funny now, but it could have got nasty. As we got thrown out I recognised a local bobby and thought I could maybe avoid being thrown out if he spotted me, so unwisely I started waving at him and shouting 'Malc, Malc!' in my very obviosu Coventry accent. A number of Arsenal supporters turned round and looked at me, so I pretty much stopped instantly and walked off away from the crowd and back to the bus stop at Gosford Green.
Walked down into Brighton town centre when we last played them and picked the pub next to the train station as it seemed innocuous. Go to the bar and ask for a drink, the barman sees my City shirt and says 'you do know where you are don't you?', I say 'Brighton?' and get the drink. Then some Brighton fans walk over and said 'you picked the most hardcore Brighton pub to wear that in-we think you're scum, but we respect you' and bought me a round.
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