Why do I support Blues
It’s in my DNA! My whole family support the Blues.
My first ever game
1993 – Birmingham City vs Bristol City – It was a sunny day but we lost 1-0. A tale of two BCFCs playing each other.
I’ve been a season ticket holder for a very long time. When we got to the play off final I knew I would be okay for a ticket until my Dad decided to give mine away to my uncle. I wasn’t happy and had to wait for them to be on general sale. I was told a very long queue had started to form outside the Kop the night before. A group of us ended up queueing outside the KOP gates all night and into the next morning just to guarantee our extra tickets. We enjoyed the banter and sing song with all the other fans that night and had this feeling that we were going to win the final especially after going to all that trouble.
Special Moment (Other than Carling Cup Win)
On my 2nd visit to St Andrews we played Sunderland and it was a midweek fixture. We were under the cosh for the whole game. Paul Peschisolido got a very late winner with our only attempt on goal. The atmosphere, the crowd cheering and going mad. I was hooked.
Best away game experience
Unfortunately I don’t get many chances to go to a lot of away games but winning the Play Off final at the Millennium Stadium was something special. I can remember being on edge for the whole of that day.
My Favourite Past Player
Christoffe Dugarry was a sublime player but back in the day I idolised Paul Peschisolido.
Steve Bruce – He changed things around when he took over from Trevor Francis and got us to the Premiership. I don’t think he was given the best backing when we got relegated a few seasons later. He engineered our Play Off success.
The Admiral kit with the dog collar. Simply because I liked it at the time and got my parents to buy it for my birthday. It was the first ‘in season’ Blues kit I owned.
I travelled to Middlesborough on my cousins wedding with the family coaches. Blues happened to play Boro that same day. We got to Boro at 2:45. A local resident was watching our street style celebrations and I asked him how far the Riverside Stadium was. I asked if he had any taxi numbers (days before the Internet phones) and he was kind enough to drop me there and straight to the ticket office. After the match, I made my way back to the wedding reception as cool as you like.