<center>A Guy Named Bob....</center> A guy named Bob receives a free ticket to a Rocket's homegame from his company. Unfortunately, when Bob arrives at the Compaq Center he realizes the seat is in the last row in the upper corner of the center. The " nosebleeders seats". Dang, he is closer to God than the court action. About halfway through the first quarter, Bob notices an empty seat 5 rows back from courtside. He decides to take a chance and makes his way through the upper seating and around the security guards to the empty seat at the lower bowl level. As he sits down, he asks the gentleman sitting next to him, "Ah … excuse me, is anyone sitting here?" The man says no, and Bob sits back, relaxes and starts watching the game. Bob is very excited to be in such a great seat for the game, and says to the man next to him, "This is incredible! Who in their right mind would have a Rocket seat like this and not use it?" The man replies, "Well, actually, the seat belongs to me, I was supposed to come with my wife, but she passed away. This is the first homegame where we haven't been here together since we got married in 1971." "Well, that's really sad," says Bob, "but still, couldn't you find someone to take the seat? A relative or a close friend?" "No," the man replies, "they're all at the funeral." My kind of Rocket Fan!!!!!!!!!!