According to Artemidorus, a second Century soothsayer, to dream of an Owl meant that a traveller would be shipwrecked or robbed.
Well, Rovers travelled to Hillsborough last Sunday, dreaming of a reverse to the last debacle, and were surely robbed of at least a draw.
There is no doubting that Paul Sturrock has added something to what was a shambolic Wednesday team. It is simple and effective and has done well for them.
On Sunday, the tactic was clear. Stop Rovers playing their passing game, by whatever means.
A linesman and a referee, both of whom were woeful, conspired to ensure that Wednesday won the game by 2 goals to nil. In an electric, and fantastic, atmosphere what is surely needed is sensible and equitable refereeing. This was not to be the case.
Wednesday made their physical presence felt - on many occasions pushing their luck but the referee did not seem to notice. A body check on McIndoe warranted only a mild rebuke. With the Wednesday player already on a yellow card it warranted his dismissal from the game.
The linesman, or referee's assistant as he surely was, was no better. A ball clearly out was left unflagged and the cross that followed led to the second goal.
But these sorts of decisions are part and parcel of the game today. I have long given up hope of finding a decent referee with guts to apply the laws fairly. So you win some and lose some.
But poor officialdom does not mask the fact that, like in the first game, Sheffield take their chances and Rovers do not. Not that we had many in the first match to really worry about.
Conceding goals from crosses and failing to find the back of the net are two of Rovers main point losers this season.
Wednesday were stronger than us - a point conceded by Dave Penney in his post-match interviews, and more effective. The goals were well taken.
Lewis Guy made his debut for Rovers in place of the injured Neil Roberts. He was unlucky not to score when after good work by Coppinger on the right wing; his close range shot was well saved by the Wednesday goalie.