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I had two tickets to the Super Bowl. My dad was supposed to go with me. He passed away suddenly a week before the game. Everyone told me to sell the ticket. "It's worth $3,000!" I couldn't do it. I went to the stadium. I stood outside with a sign: "Free ticket. Must sit with me and tell me Dad jokes." People thought I was crazy. Then an older guy approached. He looked just like my dad. Flannel shirt. Kindly eyes. "I don't have a ticket," he said. "I just came to listen to the crowd.
My son used to love football. He died in a car wreck last year." I handed him the ticket. "You're sitting in seat 101," I said. We sat together. We ate hot dogs. We told bad jokes. We cried a little. For three hours, I had a dad, and he had a son. Best game of my life.
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