The Masters
A woman had two of the best tickets for the Masters. As she sits down, a man comes along and asks if anyone is sitting in the seat next to her. "No," she says, "the seat is empty.
"This is incredible!" said the man, "Who in their right mind would have a seat like this, the biggest golfing event of the whole world, and not use it?"
She says, "Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. My husband was … supposed to come with me, but he passed away. This is the first Masters we haven’t been to together since we got married."
"Oh … I’m sorry to hear that. That’s terrible. I guess you couldn’t find someone else? A friend or relative or even a neighbor to take the seat?"
The woman shakes her head.
“No. They’re all at the funeral."
*****
Ouch!
Have a great weekend anyway! 
heh heh! Gotta love the game of golf!
That’s what I hear anyway! I’m not sure I’ll ever get it, but a lot of people seem to be quite passionate about it.