Stanley Cup

Stanley Cup

It's Game 7 of the Stanley Cup Final, and a man makes his way to his seat
right at center ice. He sits down, noticing that the seat next to him is
empty. He leans over and asks his neighbour if someone will be sitting
there. "No," says the neighbour. "The seat is empty." "This is incredible",
said the man. "Who in their right mind would have a seat like this for final
game of the Stanley Cup playoffs and not use it?" The neighbour says "Well,
actually, the seat belongs to me. I was supposed to come with my wife, but
she passed away. This is the first Stanley Cup we haven't been to together
since we got married in 1967." Oh ... I'm sorry to hear that. That's
terrible. But couldn't you find someone else, a friend or relative, or even
a neighbour to take the seat?"
The man shakes his head "No. They're all at the funeral."