“Like many, many fans, I suffer from a ridiculous superstitiousness on match days. Whether it’s which part of my wallet I keep my ticket in, or making sure that every last possession in my house is lined up at strict 90-degree angles, I’m on it. I’ve gone through several phases with pants, and this particular “irrational” fear has led to a quite farcical situation whereby I have to cover my eyes before choosing which pair to go for. The logic being that it’s preferable to leave it in the hands of the Gods than to sully another pair of perfectly serviceable boxers with the stigma of being loser’s pants. All of a sudden those bobbles become so much more noticeable.” (thetwounfortunates)
