I have to make an admission, I thought this was my stall number.

I also thought it was some sort of omen.
Turns out that this is The Smith’s numero de plume, 07.
Let me explain, Burt and I shared the 7. We were children of 7, just on different months. That was a pleasing fact. We liked both being born on the seventh. Plus, for me the 07 was almost 007, which I thought was cool. That all sans benefit of alcohol.
Omen, no man.