pushed towards the shore by a strong wave.
Then that wave broke back. My son loves playing football but watching City he can take or leave.. Its boring. I understand without that excitement, those waves I would have took or leave aswell.
pushed towards the shore by a strong wave.
Not sure I agree with all of the points here. I also went to Chelsea and the like in the 1970's and was generally scared witless. I wanted to go and watch the football, but it terrified me - the surging crowds and shouting and smoking - as a 8-12 year old. It was the same at home games, where my Dad insisted on standing in the area now taken up by the Atyeo stand, as he had stood there all his life. Imagine being a City supporter in the middle of the West Ham or Aston Villa supporters in 1974. I used to hope we wouldn't score!!
Later on in the 1980's I used to revel in the rough and tumble, but I was single then. Charlton away was always a favourite as the away supporters would be waiting nearer the Station. Most of the London clubs involved a decent amount of argy bargy.
Now onto Saturday - I was able to take my 12 year old up to Milton Keynes, no pushing and shoving, nice comfy seat, 90 minutes of standing up and sitting down and waving our scarves and singing along, And then 100 yards outside the exit, straight into Nando's to meet the wife for some tea, and then into the Car which was parked 30 yards away.
Yes it's more sterile now, but it's all about the entertainment on the pitch. That is what we pay for. I don't think I would take either of my sons if it was back to the 1970's or 1980's.
When you say you went to Chelsea, do you mean at Stamford Bridge or you saw City play Chelsea down here (2-2 draw ?)
I went there in 1970 (I reckon) to see Chelsea (Bonetti, Harris, Osgood and co) play Man U (Charlton, Besty, Stepney, Stiles and co) and as a 9 year old I was terrified. Everyone around me outside of the ground was about 6 foot tall and it was really claustrophobic. Anyway for the record, Man U won 2-1. Hudson opened the scoring in front of the Shed End, forget who equalised, and Alan Gowling got the winner right at the death.
Then that wave broke back. My son loves playing football but watching City he can take or leave.. Its boring. I understand without that excitement, those waves I would have took or leave aswell.
Not sure I agree with all of the points here. I also went to Chelsea and the like in the 1970's and was generally scared witless. I wanted to go and watch the football, but it terrified me - the surging crowds and shouting and smoking - as a 8-12 year old. It was the same at home games, where my Dad insisted on standing in the area now taken up by the Atyeo stand, as he had stood there all his life. Imagine being a City supporter in the middle of the West Ham or Aston Villa supporters in 1974. I used to hope we wouldn't score!!
Later on in the 1980's I used to revel in the rough and tumble, but I was single then. Charlton away was always a favourite as the away supporters would be waiting nearer the Station. Most of the London clubs involved a decent amount of argy bargy.
Now onto Saturday - I was able to take my 12 year old up to Milton Keynes, no pushing and shoving, nice comfy seat, 90 minutes of standing up and sitting down and waving our scarves and singing along, And then 100 yards outside the exit, straight into Nando's to meet the wife for some tea, and then into the Car which was parked 30 yards away.
Yes it's more sterile now, but it's all about the entertainment on the pitch. That is what we pay for. I don't think I would take either of my sons if it was back to the 1970's or 1980's.
I don't find it boring - far from it - but it is different, certainly.
These days when I watch City live (on TV or in person) I spend the 90 minutes in a state of extreme tension and stress, drumming my feet, desperately trying not to swear in front of my (grown up) kids!
Really it can't be good for you, watching football!
It was around 1975, City were playing at Stamford Bridge, and I was 11. I went with my Mum, Dad and Sister and as the game started the caged animals started to pound on the fencing and it clearly wasn't up to the job as they managed to crash down the first lot. Then they were almost up to our 'pen' and my Dad decided that it would be better if we left as my sister was only 9 years old. I can still remember the terror of seeing a few hundred hooligans with scarves around the wrists charging at the City end. They were hard days.
not many supporters can say they have seen their teams in all 4 divisions, from 2nd in the top flight, to bottom in the 4th, have seen their team at Wembley 3 times (soon to be 4) and better still, win at Wembley; to have seen the sublime skills of Jackie; the goal-scoring prowess of a soon to be England forward (Andy C) and one who would have been (Paul C); to have seen Norman Hunter bite some legs, and to have bounced around the ground on occasion. To have seen us beat Chelsea (1990); Man City (1979); Man Utd 3-1 at Old Trafford (1978) and Liverpool at Anfield (1994) is more than many teams. And I sincerely hope - no I BELIEVE - that the good times and the entertainment are on their way back to Gate. Ready for my own son.
Supporting City has been frustrating, infuriating, upsetting, depressing, uplifting and exciting. And never, never boring.
JOHN PLAYER were also non tipped?
I gave up smoking in 1976 at 6 30pm on 16th October a Saturday eve at Porth yr Ogoff Wales.. I had a few puffs on a cigar around the Christmas, and a couple puffs just to light one in the mid 80's