Memory Lane time, anyone else old enough?
I was 11 in 76. I had been to Wembley in 74 and witnessed a very one-sided game that we snatched defeat right from the jaws of victory.
I remember the night my dad called from a club in didsbury, after he'd been to the match. Me mum shouted up that it was 4-0, it was the league cup round 4 I think, when Colin did his knee and we did the rags big time. Anyway, there was a moments pause, then she added...'to city'. And i was allowed to watch Sportsnight to see City run rampant against the shite.
Semi-final night came and we were 1 down from the first leg up at Ayresome Park. We ripped them to bits at MR (shit, just realised they are my initials too, fuck me!) and I listened on the tiny transistor radio we had as Royle went in for the 4th. My god the noise.
I went to the Final too, stood on a beer crate, and have a living image in my head of a fella going upside down and scoring that goal. We all thought it was Hartford at the time. The image has stayed with me for 34 years. 34 fucking years.
Time for a change.
I always loved the League Cup and because we had been in the Final in 70, 74 and 76, I assumed it would just go on like that. All this downgrading of our cups is wrong, they have a rich tradition. Nothing compares to a good cup tie. Of all though, I still think the 81 semi at Villa Park just edges my greatest days out - the City fans took the place over and we beat the best side in the country at the time, Ipswich. It was mental when we scored, absolutely mental in the Holte End.
Enjoy the game people, savour it. It's been a while.
Michael.