Finally he asked an usher to help him find his seat. The usher guided him to the
top row. Then the usher pointed and said seat 25. Bob settled in his seat, and
noticed he was almost as far from the field as possible. He pulled out a pair
of binoculars, and could still barely make out the numbers on the players.
He then gazed around the audience. He suddenly stopped as he came to a open seat in the first row. Bob packed up, and headed to his destination.
Upon arriving he saw an old man, sitting by himself. Bob then asked "is this seat open?"
"Sure, sit down, no one is sitting there."
Bob was excited "Who would be crazy enough not to use a seat like this?"
"I am." said the man. "My wife and I have come to every Super Bowl since 1968."
"Where is she now?"
"She's dead."
"I am so sorry to hear......wasn't there a really close friend, or family member you could have invited?"
"Nope, they're all at the funeral."
