It was always a nerve racking afternoon following your team in the 70s especially away. Your heart would race when the printer put D2 (we were mostly in this league) then the club we were playing, then you would hope for a 0 or 1, then Cardiff City then finally City’s score. If you missed this it could be going for the pink Football Echo to find out at about 6.30pm. The yoof have no idea what we went through.