What are your favourite "What are the chances" stories? For 10 years, starting in 1994-95, I had a season ticket in the East stand, even though I was living in Leeds and could only attend 3 or 4 matches a season. It was just my way of supporting the club. My seat was in the very back row, AA 0054, so you could stand up for the whole match without obstructing anyone's view. It wasn't until the end of October that first season that I managed to get to my first match. I got a few "where have you been?" looks from the guys nearby and explained why I hadn't been occupying my seat. "Oh" says one, "we thought maybe somebody's partner had bought them a season ticket as a Christmas present and not given it to them yet." A few months later, my mum was chatting to the postman who was delivering mail to her West Edinburgh flat. She noticed he was wearing a woolly hat with a Hibs badge on it and said, "My son supports Hibs, he's got a season ticket but he doesn't go to many matches, because he lives in Leeds." And the postie says to her, "I know that guy, he has the seat next to mine in the East stand."