Of 'lucky pants' and all that

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equaliser

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I was reminded this morning of that advert many moons ago - what was it for? - where the guy off to the match shouts "I've forgot me lucky pants!" I had eleven pence (sad, I know) in my account (payday Wednesday) and by coincidence I had eleven pence in cash on my desk. Now, I don't really do superstition, but if asked to choose a number I usually choose 11 (because I used to like cutting in off the left wing). So the double eleven I foolishly took as a 'lucky' sign we were going to win tomorrow, and I duly predicted a 2-1 home win in my Championship predictor (at which I'm doing as badly as Boro this season).

Sure there have been threads about it before, but wondered if any any other posters have football-related superstitions
 
I always walk backwards through the turnstile. Apparently it's the best way to let the devil know my location and I figure I could ask him to help scupper our opponents that day. He hasn't shown up yet.
It also causes horrendous queues at the turnstile as I can never quite manage to tap my card on the reader without help from a steward. Sorry about that.
 
Reminds me of a spooky-ish Groundhog Day thing that happened in the 1993-4 season - Alan Moore's start.

Went to Notts Country, listening to the radio. Bryan Adam's "Summer of 69" comes on. We win.

Next Saturday, the pre-match music. "Summer of 69" played. We beat Derby.

Tuesday after, radio alarm goes off for work. It's the "Summer of 69" because of course it is. We win down at Barnsley.

On the Saturday, driving to Wolves we DELIBERATELY played "Summer of 69" - wife's not mine, he hastily added. We win again through a Jamie Pollock toe-ender that crawls under the keepers body.

Wow.

Next week confident as all hell, we play "Summer of 69" on the main system. We lose down at bloody Southend.

Just to check, try it again the week after. Dismal home defeat to Stoke. The spell is broken. I've never deliberately heard "Summer of 69" by b****d Bryan Adams since.


Anyway, we WILL win tomorrow because I saw my first new registration plate the other day (73). We never win until I've seen one. Which has made it awkward as the season starts earlier and earlier and I usually see a plate before now. Just call me Mystic Meg.
 
equaliser said:
I was reminded this morning of that advert many moons ago - what was it for? - where the guy off to the match shouts "I've forgot me lucky pants!" I had eleven pence (sad, I know) in my account (payday Wednesday) and by coincidence I had eleven pence in cash on my desk. Now, I don't really do superstition, but if asked to choose a number I usually choose 11 (because I used to like cutting in off the left wing). So the double eleven I foolishly took as a 'lucky' sign we were going to win tomorrow, and I duly predicted a 2-1 home win in my Championship predictor (at which I'm doing as badly as Boro this season).

Sure there have been threads about it before, but wondered if any any other posters have football-related superstitions
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You should have bet on 1-1

I had a pair of lucky red socks last season that I tended to wear, but they were thrown out after a toe poked through. I have bought some new red ones this week, so will test out their luckiness on Saturday.
 
atomicloonybin aka ALB said:
Reminds me of a spooky-ish Groundhog Day thing that happened in the 1993-4 season - Alan Moore's start.

Went to Notts Country, listening to the radio. Bryan Adam's "Summer of 69" comes on. We win.

Next Saturday, the pre-match music. "Summer of 69" played. We beat Derby.

Tuesday after, radio alarm goes off for work. It's the "Summer of 69" because of course it is. We win down at Barnsley.

On the Saturday, driving to Wolves we DELIBERATELY played "Summer of 69" - wife's not mine, he hastily added. We win again through a Jamie Pollock toe-ender that crawls under the keepers body.

Wow.

Next week confident as all hell, we play "Summer of 69" on the main system. We lose down at bloody Southend.

Just to check, try it again the week after. Dismal home defeat to Stoke. The spell is broken. I've never deliberately heard "Summer of 69" by b****d Bryan Adams since.


Anyway, we WILL win tomorrow because I saw my first new registration plate the other day (73). We never win until I've seen one. Which has made it awkward as the season starts earlier and earlier and I usually see a plate before now. Just call me Mystic Meg.
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Reminds me of a trip to Fulham about 85. We won - with a former Sunderland player scoring - and on the way back my mate played a mix tape with Psycho Killer by Talking Heads. The chorus quickly became 'Gary Rowell, qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa Boro ..
'Won won won won won won away
Thus was an away tradition born.
 
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