Signed from Celtic in 2003, he made his debut in the League Cup against Huddersfield, and went on to stay here for 8 years, wearing his heart on his sleeve in every game. He had various different midfield partners, and worked under numerous managers, but always managed to keep his spot in the team. That was until the shambolic days of Aidy Boothroyd and Andy Thorn, whom set us up for failure, he was released and eventually joined Sheffield United.
Spending four years in Yorkshire helped him out massively, he played nearly every game for the Blades in that spell. He even scored against us when we bottled a 2-0 lead at Bramall Lane in early 2015, which felt like my 6 year old self who got his name on my shirt had been crushed with every fibre of my being. It was mainly because I thought that we might go down off the back of it. Fortunately we didn't, that took another 2 years.
After a couple of years at Portsmouth, in May of this year, on my birthday no less, we announced he signing of none other than Doyler himself. Myself and many other City fans of a younger generation went into absolute meltdown. Our nutcase, hard Brexit, yet still incredible midfielder was back, and he was taking the captaincy off Willis with no questions asked. In his first game he gauged out someone's birth mark by going in studs up, on their stomach.
Since then he's shown why we love him so much by just being himself, flying in with 2 footed tackled everywhere. He's the only player to play every league minute so far this season, which is quite astonishing considering his age. He's shown no signs of slowing down, and hopefully he can finish his career with the club who really kicked it off with him. Then maybe pick up a coaching duty along the way. Closest thing we've got to a club legend.