Hearing the crowd celebrating a goal from my back garden on Longfellow Road or the faint sound of LAST.
The walk up from the Rose and Crown and turning right onto Swan Lane on a night game and seeing the ground lit up was always special.
Never standing in our seats but about 7 of us would squeeze into the end of a row in WT5 where there was like a little square where we all just stood.
Always taking in MDV (match day voddy) and getting away with it for years until getting caught and having to go and see the main security guy (who was sound) who basically said stop being twats and gave us our season tickets back.
Last game of the season against Leeds ‘96 when it kicked off, the Pompey game the same, Huckerby v Man U, Charlton in the FA Cup when they came back from 2-0 down to beat us but what an atmosphere, Man City 4-3 the game after it had kicked off at Maine Road, Holdsworth scoring a pearler against Cardiff in the cup when they brought what seemed like every meat head in South Wales, the Geordies and their racist chanting, seeing the likes of Henry, Catona, Zola, Di Canio, Beckham, Klinnsman, Le Tis, Shearer, the first time the Big Mo song was sang, Chelsea in our away kit, Lebouef spitting his dummy, Ian Wright taking shit after what seemed like constantly breaking Oggys nose, Oggys shit kicks, Keane’s debut, Chippo, Hadji, Safari, Mr Sox throwing his season ticket at Strachan, the excitement when Big Ron took over, The Hand and Heart, The Hertford, the Beer Engine, The Gosford, Derby 6-2 (both years!)………….and so much more!!
I definitely look back on it with tinted glasses as I first starting going up consistently from when I was 12 and I was 25 for that final year at Highfield Road so it went hand in hand with those great years you have going from a kid to an adult!!!
I know it was falling to pieces, I know we’ve outgrown it, I know the facilities were shit but it will always be the home of The City for me.