This is pretty fucking cool man. I'm happy for you. Tickets couldn't have gone to a more deserving guy. Unless I found out there was some kid who is dying of cancer and has one last dream, that dream being to see his favorite team, the Indianapolis Colts, play in the Super Bowl. He would have a wheelchair and no hair. Barely able to convey his wishes. But with the smile on his face, you would know that all he wanted would be to sit in that stadium to enjoy those few precious hours of football in the weeks before his death. Maybe he would even get to meet Peyton Manning after the game. People from all over would shed tears at what a beautiful moment the young boy was able to enjoy in his final days. And then I would look at the little boy and be like "CAN YOUR LITTLE ARMS THROW A FOOTBALL 70 FEET WHILE SITTING IN A CHAIR AND HOLDING WINGS? I DON'T THINK SO, ASSHOLE!"
Then the boy would cry. Oh, would he cry.
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