I have a lot of respect for City. When they were in the third tier, they were still getting gates of about 35,000+, yes? The complete opposite to the Barcodes who, when they were in the second tier and threatened with relegation some years ago, they were getting 15-18,000, tops.
That's correct mate. I think our best attended was about 34.5k averaging about 32. Would of been a fair few higher had capacity been bigger and away fans had filled their allocation. Never had a season card those days, used to pay on gate or usually get a ticket no fuss. But what I remember that season is how fervent we were, birds of a feather stick together. The worse we become on the pitch the more passionate and defiant to the rags. Not easy when they were about to win the treble.
That 98/99 season we got promoted, a few qames me and my mate couldn't get a ticket for. So I decided a cunning plan to get in.
I said to my mate - "Eh Steve, your dad's got a wheelchair, we'll borrow it"...... "What for"?
"We'll get in the games with that"..... " Good idea mate, hevhas a spare chair he's not using, I'll borrow it".
So we got my old fella to drop us off at Maine road for a game. Gets out of the car and ste said - "gonon get in lad"...... W"it's your dads chair, you get in".... "Since got in feeling a right plonker as I tucked the blanket over him.
We had a few beers in the Parkside opposite the main stand, where we usually drank and fortunately no one twigged us, it was rammed anyway. About 2-45 I wheeled him up to the disabled entrance of main stand and they charged me 2 quid, and my mate got in free, a quid each bingo!
They had us about 20m to the right of our dugout, towards Platt lane end. Were watching the game cheering the lads on and all of a sudden we scored a goal from nowhere. It was just like a Andy n Lou scene. My mate jumped up out of his chair faster than a bloody springbok as he fisstedvthe air!
"Sit down quick ya d!ck, you'll get us blown"....oops she!t i forgot mate....... Phew close call, we got away with it. 10 minutes later he gives it the "take me to the bogs mate"....... "Can't you wait till HT?"...... "Can I Eck, I'm bursting"...... I wheeled him towards the bogs and a steward stopped us. "Come back at HT lads if you will"....... " Link, listen mate, I'm his carer and the lad's nearly dripping here"...... "Go on then lads off you go"... Gets in the bogs and my mate gets out of his chair to have a peek, I'd forgotten he had a disability till a guy walked in and had to look twice shaking his head in disbelief till he saw our cheeky grins....
We pulled that stunt 3 times that season. Happy days....