***Unofficial Derby Warm Up Thread***

[Goataldo]

in an act of spectacularly bad planning - I will be watching england play the other sport at twickenham on saturday :(

I don't think that 'Unhappy Smiley' cuts it mate. The board demands a full apology ;-)

A joke, Wooders, yes?

[Beefymcfc]

Yay! 90 mins of defending! What's not to look forward to?

What makes you think that mate?

[LookMumImOnMCF.net]

Yay! 90 mins of defending! What's not to look forward to?

What makes you think that mate?

Previous

[Beefymcfc]

Yay! 90 mins of defending! What's not to look forward to?

What makes you think that mate?

Previous

You saying we didn't have no attacking intent?

I can't believe that under Mancio.

[LookMumImOnMCF.net]

Yay! 90 mins of defending! What's not to look forward to?

What makes you think that mate?

Previous

You saying we didn't have no attacking intent?

I can't believe that under Mancio.

Previous derbies, may I add

[Mark (Blue Army)]

Yay! 90 mins of defending! What's not to look forward to?

What makes you think that mate?

Previous

You saying we didn't have no attacking intent?

I can't believe that under Mancio.

Previous derbies, may I add

Im with you it will be a bore draw

[Beefymcfc]

Previous derbies, may I add

Im with you it will be a bore draw

There goes the 5-0 then, Mancini tactics don't work in games like this; or do they ;-)

I like these threads and reckon there's plenty to add during the week, nice one Bilks!

[ronk]

Yay! 90 mins of defending! What's not to look forward to?

What makes you think that mate?

Previous

You saying we didn't have no attacking intent?

I can't believe that under Mancio.

Previous derbies, may I add

If it's 'cos we score 2 goals in the first 5 minutes you'll get over it.

[john68]

Those of you who have been around this site for a while MAY remember this post...I make no apologies for reposting it...Many of the sentiments apply today....It was the game that changed the balance of power in 1968...Could this Saturday be the new 1968?

[center]THE 1968 DERBY AT THE SWAMP[/center]
I'd become a statto...We've all been there and done that...If we win this and they lose that? The whatevers and the what ifs, calculating points, goal averages and positions. Lose to the rags and...A draw give us?...Where are we if we win? Almost daily I poured over the League table...but today? Nah I didn't give a shit. The League?...Not in my head. Europe next year?...Didn't give a toss. Points totals or goal averages or contention at the top...Never even entered my head...not today. It was 27th March and I had a date with the rags at the swamp...the ONLY thing that mattered was; BEAT THE RAGS.

These were the “swinging 60s” these were a time when youth was afraid of nothing. A time when the face of City was bold brave football with no fear...but the butterflies in my stomach told me differently. For all our bravado, we were the underdogs. Allison had said “To be the best in the World, we'd have to be the best in Manchester” and we hadn't won that title yet. Maybe it was the years of hurt or the power of the press who had been winding this game up all week but I felt so very nervous. The rags were top of the League we were just 2 pts behind.

Inside the ground, two gargantuan monsters faced each other. At one end was the rag Shitford End at the other our sky blue Kippax, decamped into the rag scoreboard end...It was a cauldron of noise. “YER”...Every blue opened their mouths.”NIGH” ...we inhaled oxygen to the fullest capacity of our lungs and waited. “TID” ...we exhaled and the controlled breath became a vehicle for us to spit our venemous reply “SHIIII-IIIII-IIIIIT!!!!” we timed it to perfection, then again, we always did, we did it without thinking, it was our basic blue instinct that just took over. We were up for it. A young blue had only shouted to his mate. The Police dived in, grabbed him, layed into him and dragged him out. He was innocent yet covered in blood. We screamed at the lawless law, then the TV personality Stuart Hall intervened and faced the Police. The kid was bloodied but freed and we were just that bit more wound up. The noise was incessant and cranked up even more as the teams came onto the gladiatorial stage. “Sha la la la Summerbee” we screamed. “Who the fucking hell is he” the rags retorted. “The greatest centre forward in History” was our victorious answer.

Kick off...Charlton...Best...Round Book...Wham...Silence...0-1...shit, shit, shit, shit and more shit. Someone timed it at 14 seconds, we were losing.

“CIIITT-TTEEE...CIIITT-TTEEE...CIIITT-TTEEE”, we regrouped and redoubled our efforts to get behind the team. Anyone not singing got a reminding dig. “HIS NAME IS”... Bell started a move...“COLIN BELL”...we were on another attack...“AND FROM BURY HE DID COME...” Bell finished the move...We were up as one...the World around me became a volcano. We erupted, I was hugged, kissed and dived on, it was mayhem and we were level 1-1...Colin Bell had equalised.

The noise was constant, the tackles flew in, every ball was fought for...”FREE KICK!....” Coleman crossed, a melee of players rose. I saw the beads of sweat leave Heslop's forehead as it met the ball. I saw the ball hit the back of the net and I went berserk. “GEEE-OOO-OOORGIE HESLOP-DA DA DA DA DAH DADA”. We were 2-1 up and we let the rags have it...they were stood in shocked silence.

It was to and fro. Every attack, every pass, every tackle cheered. We were stupendous and time was running out for the rags. Bell was through on goal...Stepney to beat...KRUNCH...Francis Burns scythed into the King who went down hard and heavily. We were too far away to see the tackle, but who cared... “OFF!..OFF!..OFF!” The ref was pointing to the spot. Bell left the field injured but we hardly noticed...”PENAA-AALTY”...and Frannie stepped up. Stepney dived but was helpless...3-1...We danced and sang on the scoreboard end, it was a masse of cavorting blues. We were celebrating as only we knew how. The Wednesday night air vibrated with the noise of the Kippax in full song, it was long and it was very loud. We were jubilant til the final whistle

The monster formally known to us as the shitford end...convulsed...whimpered...then died...a silent death.

It was a very special night, a very special win. It instantly healed all the open wounds left by years of hurt. It meant for the 1st time in my life I could look the rags in the eye and say “WE ARE BETTER THAN YOU” and know I was right

We went above them in the League on goal average..”TOP OF...TOP OF...TOP OF THE LEAGUE...TOP OF...TOP OF THE LEAGUE...” We repeatedly taunted our rag neighbours, those who had been brave enough to remain. Too long, their egos had been over-inflated by their arrogance and we were going to squeeze every bit out until there was none left...we gave it them good style...We were the triunmphant Champions of Manchester.

Most important of all, it was the night that the rags had fought so hard to retain their ascendancy over City but their best wasn't good enough. On their own swamp, they'd been outplayed by a more accomplished team that had changed the balance of football power in City's favour for the next few years. We knew it, but most important they knew it too. We were City, they were beaten. On the way home we broke into delirious song;

“Threee-eee threee-eee, Fraa-aanci-is Lee-eee,
Two, two, the boys in Blue,
Who the fucking hell are you?
We are Blue and you are shit
...and evermore shall be so.”
... and so we celebrated.

I think I'm starting to warm up to this saturday....BRING IT ON YER RAGS BASTARDS.

[zuricity]

Nice one John. Remember that game... Not like it was yesterday though !

[Beeks]

[Sister of fu]

"FUCK OFF YOU RAG CUNTS"



Soz lads I know it's not lady like but I'm getting my practise in for Saturday!!

COME ON YOU BLUE BOYS!!!!!

[Wooders]

in an act of spectacularly bad planning - I will be watching england play the other sport at twickenham on saturday :(

I don't think that 'Unhappy Smiley' cuts it mate. The board demands a full apology ;-)

A joke, Wooders, yes?

sadly not mate - organised the twickenham tick's ages ago - thought the derby was on sunday

[lets all have a disco]

I'd have those egg chasing tickets on ebay faster than you can say touchdown and use the money to get smashed and watch City.

[Wooders]

Be letting a good pal down - last big lads day out before baby arrives so its a no can do - we're gonna watch most of it in the pub though

[The Man In Blue]

Any news on Balo?

[Beeks]

Any news on Balo?

Twatto Platt says he might not even make the bench...touch and go

[Kladze]

It's Wednesday now and I'm just starting to feel 'the edge'.

Most important league Derby since ...... well a long time ago and we simply must win.

Mr Mancini, if you're aware of what we think please do NOT sit back and try to scratch a 0-0 or a 0-1 result.
If we lose while trying to win it's quite forgivable.

[Pretty Boy Lee]

Please god, if you have any sense of right and wrong. Any will for good to prevail, any desire for the downtrodden to have a moment of glory. Then please let us kick fuck out of those horrible red cunts, sending them into their ultimate demise after failing to win the title, being infected by aids from team "bonding" and having their manager retire from any form of scandal you wish.


Also if it's not too much trouble can I have another inch?

[john68]

Please god, if you have any sense of right and wrong. Any will for good to prevail, any desire for the downtrodden to have a moment of glory. Then please let us kick fuck out of those horrible red cunts, sending them into their ultimate demise after failing to win the title, being infected by aids from team "bonding" and having their manager retire from any form of scandal you wish.


Also if it's not too much trouble can I have another inch?

See!!!...Slim isn't always right...Sometimes you do make good sense Lee...:-)....(except the other inch)