Joe Jones went to the Super Bowl alone, but his ticket was for the upper tier.
He then spotted a vacant seat on the 50-yard line and he quickly sat in it.
An elderly man who was sitting in the next seat to him looked at him and said, “Excuse me, but this seat belongs to me. I was supposed to come with my wife, but she passed away.
“This is the first Super Bowl we haven’t been together since we got married in 1967.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” Jones said. “Couldn’t you find a friend or relative to come with you?”
“No,” replied the elderly man. “Everyone’s at the funeral.”