It's the final of the Rugby World Cup, and the All Blacks supporter makes his way to his seat right in the centre of the main stand, on the half way line.
He sits down, noticing that the seat next to him is empty.
He leans over and asks his neighbour, also dressed in black, 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 the final game of the World Cup, and not use it?"
The neighbour says "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 we haven't attended together since we got married in 1980."
"Oh ... I'm sorry to hear that. That's terrible. But couldn't you find someone else, a friend or relative, to take the seat?"
The man shakes his head "No, they're all at the funeral."
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