ramblings of a yapper

(Still) not over Manchester City's performance in the Manchester Derby

I wouldn't call myself the die-hardest of football fans. I think there's many more fans of football out there willing to dedicate a lot more time, money, heart and thought into their club than I am, but I do love something to look forward to and be excited about, that being my football club Manchester City

I can safely say I've never felt quite so absorbed by football in my life. The Manchester Derby was 3 days ago as of the time I'm writing this and I am not over the performance we put in.

Before the World Cup, I had convinced myself that this season would be a transitional one. New manager, new players and a lot of people in the club who had to prove themselves (Pep Lijnders and Kolo Toure I will never forget you.) Tempering my expectations at least allowed me to feel a bit detached when the poor results I had expected would arrive, arrived. I hadn't come into the 26/27 Premier League season expecting success and I think a couple of Manchester City fans felt the same way. Still, this didn't mean I wasn't excited for the season. I wanted to see Enzo Maresca prove himself, I wanted to see Rayan Cherki and Erling Haaland balling out as they usually did, I wanted to see our new signings prove themself.

As such, bar the Community Shield loss to Arsenal (which was a friendly anyways), this season has been a surprise for me. It's been a while since I've felt quite so excited and hopeful for a Premier League season and I think a lot of that feeling now stems from the 199th Manchester Derby


Phil Foden red card, 23 minutes. That red card, in my opinion, spelled the end of any hope we'd be coming out of that game with anything. We hadn't played well in terms of chance creation and possession in the first 23 minutes already and, with an unfair red card at Old Trafford, I was almost resigned to our fate. Ten men at Old Trafford for 70 minutes was an uphill slope to climb, even against a Manchester United side which hadn't felt dangerous in years.

That resignation subsided by half-time. A fire LIT inside those players the moment Phil Foden got sent off and, from the 23rd minute onwards, I saw my club put in one of the most spirited, determined, gritty and passionate performances I've ever seen in my life.

When you talk about phenomenal performances on the pitch by Manchester City since the 2020s, I'd quote you our 4-0 win against Real Madrid in the UCL semi-finals during our treble season. That win represented total dominance over one of the greatest teams in football history and was, in terms of football on the pitch, our magnum opus in a season where we essentially won it all. However, if you're speaking about a spirited performance which leaves you proud of the players on the pitch regardless of the result, I think this win tops it all. The result itself should tell you everything you need to know - 10 men for 75 minutes, at Old Trafford, with an entirely new team stripped of Pep Guardiola, Bernardo Silva and Rodri, against a Manchester United team which came into this game knowing that they thrived on Manchester City's one weakness, counter-attacking football

But the performance of the players on the pitch speaks so, so much more about that win than just the result itself. After all, the result, technically, was a robbery (I call it karma for the Rashford offside in 22/23 and for the unfair red against Foden [Bruno kicks him first !!])

Across 75 minutes, I saw each and every player on the pitch play their role to a tee. This will take me a while because I feel like every single player and part of the pitch deserves praise that I havent already been throwing about on r/MCFC

And for the whole team, what a performance in terms of grit and wanting to win that match. Every player on that pitch gave a 150%, none of them downing tools or slacking off or looking like they didnt want it or not running or not tracking back. Every last one of them was up for it no matter how tired they must've been, always making the tackle, always tracking back, always trying to be progressive with the ball and take responsibility, always trying to help their fellow teammates. Even if we had drawn or lost that game, I would still be equally proud of every last one of those players because I saw them break a GUT covering ground to play their part in that win. Bra-fucking-vo.

And Enzo Maresca, my beautiful bald-headed manager, your decision making was perfect. Subbing on Ndiaye likely won us the game, giving us not only an outlet and henceforth a threat when we had possession but also giving us a workhorse to win duels and fouls. Subbing him on, trusting Anderson and EnzoF and giving Semenyo and Ndiaye the keys to be the width was brilliant in-game management when it was likely tempting to sub on Bouaddi or Nico O'Reilly and take a draw.


What a performance from the lads. Will not go unnoticed at all. This performance will go down as one of the most spirited in our recent history and is indicative of a team that has that fight and hunger even under a new manager. It makes me so proud and also so excited to see the future of this team because that performance told me more than what a 7-0 whooping would've. We know the quality of these players but knowing just how much they want it and just how much they're willing to give is so invaluable.

As for the questionable refereeing, we've seen this so many times in the Prem already.

In any case...

One of the best Manchester Derby wins for the sky blue in history, up there with the 6-1. CTID.