Fulham - What! No Lucky Charms or Superstitions?

Over the last week I`ve thought about little else than our date with destiny.

I`ve toyed with going through the same old superstitious routines I used to go through as a youngster, I`ve thought about gathering up all those lucky charms that are meant to edge luck in your favour, but to no avail.

Whilst they might well have worked on the odd occasion, more than often not putting my left sock on before my right sock on and touching the lucky rabbit`s foot saw us suffer disappointment after disappointment.

Therefore, come Sunday morning there`ll be no lucky pants put on, no four-leafed clover plucked from the lawn, there`ll be no reading a certain newspaper before another, there`ll be no arranging of the food on my breakfast plate in a strict pattern, there`ll be no walking around the garden with my left eye closed and my finger in my mouth, instead I`m going to leave the result in the laps of the god`s!

After all if it`s good enough for Roy Hodgson, who came up with the following one-liner,

"We`ve been dead and buried. It`s a tough task but we have to do our best and hope the football god`s smile on us."

Then it is good enough for me!