Happy Anniversary. My first game was in 1979 when me and my sister were being babysat by this Skinhead girl who was a friend of the family. The City were playing Orient (The Leyton was dropped) and i think they won 1-0-we were on the Grange end and some bloke decided to take all of his clothes off. My first real game with my Dad was 1982-Wigan at home. We won 3-2 and a bloke called billy woofe got the winner. That was a great day and my first introduction to Franklins pasties.