A man has two tickets for the World Cup Final. As he sits down, another man comes down and asks if anyone is sitting in the empty seat next to him.
"No", he says. "The seat is empty".
"This is incredible!" says the other man. "Who in their right mind would have a seat like this for the World Cup final, the biggest sporting event, and not use it?"
"Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. My wife was supposed to come with me, but she passed away. This is the first World Cup Final we haven't been to together since we got married".
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".
Blogging from the Highlands of Scotland until I return to the Murcia region of Spain in the Autumn for a month or so
'From fanaticism to barbarism is only one step' - Diderot
Wednesday, 14 June 2006
Will it be like this on World Cup Final day?
I have no interest in football whatsoever, but a friend sent me this amusing 'round-robin' email a few days ago which shows that some fans of football are more than just averagely devoted and where such devotion might possibly lead.