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I keep watching, it's none stop, but it isn't sinking in. I know we've won it, it's not sinking in. Where am I, it's not sinking in.

Champions of the best league in the world, it's just not sinking in!

I'm addicted to 'the moment'.

I can only go so long without having to watch it again.

I cant stop trawling the Internet for any and all things related Pub songs ,videos ,pictures , anything Still Buzzin .....

I'm just lost, truly lost. Wibble

I think it was such a truly amazing day that I feel like ive been on a comedown ever since

It fucks me off that the world seems to be moving on already!

I have become an addict. I want shirts, posters, whatever.

I want to watch it, talk about it, re live it. In lost without it.

The dust has yet to settle it's hard to believe we won it in such an emphatic fashion.I think its left the footballing community completely rattled.Im trying to come to terms with it still and am finding it so difficult to express in words how good it felt last sunday.im rambling here I know.Its just that hard to believe it, how we managed to hit the other lot so badly in the process.It's quite amazing really.

I need to believe it now. Martin Tyler and his "Aguerrroooooooo" rings through my head when trying to drop off to sleep...... Looking rough this week :-D

I've gone from overjoyed disbelief to just a general happy bewilderment.

Anyone still get a slight case of nerves watching highlights or just thinking back to the game? Today at one point I was thinking about the last throw-in to Hart just before the final whistle, somehow convinced myself that we had narrowly avoided a Mellberg-Enckelman moment, and got sick to my stomach again.

Basically I am not yet mentally equipped to process this.

I have fucked up a serious money project, was over two weeks long only and paid damn good ££ ... first couldn't focus on anything cuz it was the week before the game and then couldn't do shit since Sunday of course being the week after ... have recorded the morning after news, the pl review, the motd, the full game of course, all on sky+ box, and just keep watching them one after another ... am reading this forum every hour, and when I am not I am on OS or twitter or google searching anything to do with mcfc, the post game stories, the transfer rumours etc etc etc.

This is killing me ... So called the client today, made up some medical shit and am backing off the project, again that's serious ££ it's costing me :( can't help!!!

C'mon, let the next season start already!

I've just seen some pictures of me sobbing. Uncontrollably sobbing. I have no idea whether they were taken before or after Aguero scored.

Nasty. Just nasty. What a mess.

Almost as bad as Goataldo's work. But not quite.

dazby wrote:I've just seen some pictures of me sobbing. Uncontrollably sobbing. I have no idea whether they were taken before or after Aguero scored.

Nasty. Just nasty. What a mess.

Almost as bad as Goataldo's work. But not quite.

Piss off. Pics now or you're a worthless wretch.

Vids even.

My soul is still raw; bared; seen; I don't care. Not been able to sleep properly all week. Post mine if you can dazzler. This is still fresh, and not yet quite real. Best. Time. Ever....

edit: my laptop is not lettiing me do stuff

I know! I feel like my body is just catching up to the fact we won the title. Maybe its that I
was on an emotional high so long that I my metabolism is finally getting back to normal.

Aguero's winner is not only one of the greatest moments in City's history, it's up there in the all time most astonishing moments in all of sport. Had e-mails and phone calls from all over, congratulations from people at work and folk I've not heard from in years. Watched the highlights that many times, watched Aguero's goal with commentary in half a dozen languages, been on other clubs' supporters websites to read their (delighted) reactions. The guy on the pitch at the end crying and laughing into his shirt just about sums it up. But there doesn't seem to be anything on the club website from the lovely Natalie Pike, it'd be nice to see hear screaming her head off and bouncing up & down.

dazby wrote:I've just seen some pictures of me sobbing. Uncontrollably sobbing. I have no idea whether they were taken before or after Aguero scored.

Nasty. Just nasty. What a mess.

Almost as bad as Goataldo's work. But not quite.

I'm off for a look.

Some right shockers of me out there.

When we were 3 points behind suddenly with 3 to play I started to feel queezy. It was back in our control and the finish line so so close. But I didn't feel happy at all.

A friend who is a Burnley fan (oh they so hate the reds up there let me tell you) said it was our title because we'd have the rags at home and if we could beat them there would be no stopping us.

I told him then and there that there would be no probs with united and we would sort Newcastle out good a and proper but because it was city we would fuck up against QPR. Much amusement at this, not from me. Whilst I loved watching VK head us home against satan's spawn it was a win dulled by this gnawing feeling that it was worth nothing in the general order of the universe.

And so when we had taken all the points at toon and we were one week from that final match the queasiness I'd had for the previous fortnight became anxiety coupled with a general feeling of sickness. By Friday I couldn't think straight and got a telling off from the wife on Saturday for not listening to some old crap she was talking about the house that needed doing.

Sunday morning I was accused of being sullen and withdrawn and by one o'clock I just wanted it to be over and to get back to my life. I knew we would cock it up. Absolutely knew it. By 2.30 I was parked at the local surrounded by reds watching their game and to be fair to them a good few scousers who were rooting for us with a skip load more belief than I had. My enemy's enemy being my friend I suppose.

Rooney scored and I felt numb. Even when Zabba scored for us my cheers were short of confidence. And then it unfolded properly. 1-1 huge cheers from the reds, the sending off was a sideshow it offered no comfort that we would be a man up against a QPR with the worst form away in the PL. When their second went in it was greeted by obedient acceptance from myself with the roars of red happiness distant from my lonely vantage point. Head bowed and rather like a prisoner on death row all that time glad the final moments were arriving.

But with the last few seconds of normal time drawing in I had the most extraordinary feeling of deja vu. I had been here before, once before 13 years earlier. Sat on my own taunted by reds and this sky blue club had seen me standing alone without a dream in my heart. I started to believe. Suddenly knew that because this was city of course I'd been made to suffer and my whole 40+ mostly miserable iiyears of following this club was leading to these next 5 minutes. City would somehow pull this out of the fire for me and thousands like me because this was what was due to us.

Djeko rose like a salmon and in went the first. The whistle went at Sunderland to cheers of champions from the rags and in slow motion the ball came from left to right across to Aguero and unblinkingly I watched with knowledge and acceptance that we would win. Back of the net. In it went. Silence from me. Nothing for a full 5 seconds I guess. But then as scousers were bouncing around me thumping me on the back and looking to shake my hand and taunting the rags I let it out. A roaring bellowing yessssssssss that went out from somewhere deep inside that 5 days later still has left me with a sore throat.

I stood hands aloft shouting it out over and over and over. Every year of pain exorcised in those few seconds. And then I began to cry.

Manchester City I love you.

Dawnherts wrote:I need to believe it now. Martin Tyler and his "Aguerrroooooooo" rings through my head when trying to drop off to sleep...... Looking rough this week :-D

I've had the occasional vision of him doing that when he's sharing an 'intimate moment' with his wife. I've got a strange sense of humour.

(Our third goal is still capable of bringing tears to my eyes too)

I have this kind of Pavlovian response when I watch the last few minutes - and I have watched it over and over and over.

It all kind of starts with Tyler saying "..and here's David Silva and if they win the title from here I don't think it will ever be topped" of course I know what's going to happen but the hairs on my neck stand up and "the chill" runs down my spine.

Then Dzeko scores.... " could it happen "

And would you have wanted anyone other than Niall Quinn commenting in the background about the guy in crowd beating his scarf on the seat...

Then Nasri lets the ball go out of play but Lescott wins the header - De Jong to Aguerro to Balotelli Aguerrooooooooooooo.

I go into a kind of silent shivering foetal scream of pure joy. Every time the same.

They go back to the same guy into the stand, dancing about like a crazy mad lunatic totally overwhelmed by the complete and total emotional shift from frustration to ecstasy in the blink of an eye.

Only football...only football...only City!

What a week!

Ted Hughes wrote:I'm addicted to 'the moment'.

I can only go so long without having to watch it again.

They've got it on the OS in slo-mo without commentary. Magical.

Ive been on the piss every night since Sunday .... the beer is beginning to sink in ...

Oh I do a bit of part-time Payroll work and on the system I use I have a facility to inform employees to check their new tax code, rate of pay, general notices such as staff conference etc, its a very progressive company that has its own service style and likes its employees to promote the cause .... this months message printed on all 300 payslips is as follows:

"Be a RHP Champion .... just like Manchester City"

The payslips were issued last night and the HR Team have so far received 7 complaints from employees about this message ... all from sofa hugging rags .... laugh