THE 93:20 NEWSLETTER:- ISSUE 78

Hello, and welcome to issue 78 of the 93:20 Newsletter, and a merry Christmas to you all. I thought it would be nice to send out a festive edition, though sadly I come bearing no gifts, but instead an exclusive. I hope it does not ruin your day.

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Let us begin with a BOMBA.

You may have noticed in recent weeks that City being good again has not gone down well with much of the media, and especially rival fan bases. With every win, negative stories suddenly appear – Pep is thinking of leaving, a 115 decision is imminent, players want to leave etc. Well, I have been sent an anonymous email, detailing an article a certain well-known United website are planning to publish should City win at Nottingham Forest on Saturday. A searing exposé of City’s songs through history that will seriously embarrass our tiny fanbase. I have produced the full article below. Approach with caution.

THE PATHETIC ROSTER OF MANCHESTER CITEH SONGS

An Exclusive by Staff Reporter.

We never win at home and we never win away.

Of all the songs sung by City's few fans, this one is the most incredulous of all. It seems that so few fans go to games, most of them are blissfully unaware of their results. If this was really the case, City would be playing in a park league, which ironically is where they may end up if their cheating is ever punished. Either way, City have won plenty of matches, both home and away, even when they were crap, so the song is a lie. The rest of the lyrics suggest the entire fanbase are alcoholics, and seem proud of the fact. Shameless.

Like a fan of the invisible man, we’re not really here.

This makes no sense at all. Was it written whilst high on drugs? There can be no other logical explanation. Does the invisible man have fans? The film of the same name has an IMDB rating of 7.1, so maybe the song referees to that, but precedes the most recent release. And anyway, why would fans not be “here”? The song seems to suggest that there are fans of the invisible man, but they are in another location. Drivel.

Niall Quinn’s disco pants

In the name of research, we talked through all of Quinn's interviews during his playing career and beyond, and can find no evidence of his love for that genre of music, making the idea of him owning suitable attire to enjoy it absolutely preposterous. This song is little more than conjecture, and some might say an outright slur.

Yeah, the story is that a group of Manchester City fans concocted the song after seeing the striker dancing badly in an upscale Italian nightclub during a pre-season tour wearing a vest, cut-off jeans and flip-flops, whilst bloodied following a scrap with Steve McMahon, but we are not having it. Sounds like a lame excuse to us.

As for - They are better than Adam and the Ants.

How can you compare an item of clothing to a pop band? Crazy. Lazy, some might say. If this is the best they can come up with, no wonder they are so bitter all the time.

Feed the goat and he will score 

Nonsensical rubbish. What has a goat got to do with football? And why would food guarantee goals? If only it was that simple, then strikers would not be going for over £100m. A mixed platter from Iceland and a bloke down the pub would do the trick.

Blue Moon

Firstly, the moon itself seems to have little part to play in this song. It even turns golden at one point in the lyrics, no doubt funded from Middle Eastern blood money. They can change the weather you know? Wake up sheeple.

You saw me standing alone is no doubt a nod to the Emptyhad, and poor attendances. Many a City fan has had the luxury of “spreading their legs” at a game. Without a love of my own is a nod to the nature of much of the City fanbase, and a detachment from the club they profess to love.

It’s when you examine the little known 2nd and 3^rd verses however, that we can truly shine a light on the club and its moustached fans.

And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will hold
I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me"
And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold

Now, I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own

This appears to be a clear nod to seats being filled by tourists and freebies for schools far and wide. A small club by every measure – always have been, always will be.

And we will fight forever more, because of derby day.

Wow. Essentially condoning violence. A reminder – money can’t buy you class. But then what should we expect from a team created in 2008? A dragonfly has more history.

The only football team to come from Manchester.

Embarrassing. Where, prey tell, do City fans think Prestwich Heys play? Or West Didsbury & Chorlton, for that matter – and that’s before we get to Manchester United, who will soon have a circus tent that can be seen from space.

City, City, the best team in the land and all the world.

What a weird thing to claim, especially prior to their tainted World Club Cup triumph that barely anyone remembers. What criteria was set for City fans to sing this for decades? A song planted firmly in fantasy it seems. And all a bit hollow when you’ve spent billions of pounds in an effort to make the lyrics more valid. Another chant that needs an asterisk next to it, like most things with this club.

In a similar vein…

And it's Manchester City
Manchester City FC
We're by far the greatest team
The world has ever seen

Ever? Ever?!
What, better than Brazil 1970, or United 1999? Deluded.

Beating you when we were shit.

Surely an oxymoron, sung by poxy morons? If City are shit, they are therefore less likely to be winning games,, meaning the validity of this chant has to be questioned, along with most aspects of the club.

City-Manchester City/We are the lads who are playing to win/City-the Boys in Blue will never give in/Football is the game that we all live for/Saturday is the day we play the game/Everybody has to pull together/And together we will stand.

A quick look at City’s results shows that a whopping 69.3% of their matches this season have not been played on a Saturday, rather disproving the chant’s claims. You will find similar figures for previous seasons. What’s more, they barely play in blue anymore, with 70 other kits to market. My club could never be that shameless, and whoever designed that 3^rd kit should be up at the Hague.

And together we will stand? Whilst the introduction of rail seating has seen a rise in those standing to watch the game, most sit in deathly silence. Another lie. The only time City fans stand together is at the bar prior to half-time and at the tram station having left early to “beat the traffic”. A laughable song.

Hang on, there’s more…

Even if we’re playing down at Maine Road
Or if we play a million miles away

The circumference of the earth is 24,900 miles. Explain to me please how City can play a million miles away – unless Sheikh Mansour has purchased a club in another galaxy, which would not surprise me to be honest. City channelling money through Andromeda, and as usual the FA do NOTHING.

Knocks me sick.

I’m kinda hoping City don’t win at the weekend now. Wait until we sign Semenyo, gulp – I hear Nick Harris has two Substack pieces he is running past his lawyers.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! UP THE BLUES.