It's game 7 of the Stanley Cup, and a man who is a major hockey buff managed to score a ticket. Granted, it was in the worst seat possible, but he was still happy. As he's watching the game, he notices that a seat in the front row is vacant. He assumes someone is in the bathroom. ""I'd hate to pay that much for a ticket and spend the whole time taking a piss,"" thought the man. After 15 minutes, the seat is still empty. The man goes up to the front and sees an old man sitting in the seat next to it. ""Excuse me, sir, is someone sitting here?"" The old man replies ""No, it was for my wife, but she's not with us anymore. We've been coming to the Stanley Cup together for 15 years, and this is my first one without her. Sit down if you'd like."" The man is feels bad for the old man, but *he did* offer, so the man sits down. After a few minutes he says ""Sir, sorry to bother you, but this is an amazing seat. Was there nobody you could've taken instead of your wife? A friend? A child?"" The old man shakes his head. ""No. They're all at the funeral.""