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My Sad Future

by John Cole|  July 6, 20053:28 pm| 5 Comments

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This could be a possibility:

James Henry Smith was a zealous Pittsburgh Steelers fan in life, and even death could not keep him from his favorite spot: in a recliner, in front of a TV showing his beloved team in action.

Smith, 55, of Pittsburgh, died of prostate cancer Thursday. Because his death wasn’t unexpected, his family was able to plan for an unusual viewing Tuesday night.

The Samuel E. Coston Funeral Home erected a small stage in a viewing room, and arranged furniture on it much as it was in Smith’s home on game day Sundays.

Smith’s body was on the recliner, his feet crossed and a remote in his hand. He wore black and gold silk pajamas, slippers and a robe. A pack of cigarettes and a beer were at his side, while a high-definition TV played a continuous loop of Steelers highlights.

“I couldn’t stop crying after looking at the Steeler blanket in his lap,” said his sister, MaryAnn Nails, 58. “He loved football and nobody did (anything) until the game went off. It was just like he was at home.”

I am trying to figure out what games I would want playing on inifinite loop. The back to back wins against the Eaglers and the Patriots from last year would be a good start.

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  1. 1.

    JSH

    July 6, 2005 at 3:39 pm

    Who dies of prostate cancer?

  2. 2.

    Nikki

    July 6, 2005 at 3:43 pm

    Who dies of prostate cancer?

    Those who refuse to take it seriously and get annual checkups.

  3. 3.

    Capriccio

    July 6, 2005 at 3:44 pm

    But wouldn’t that be a constant (as in ETERNAL) reminder that the Pats and Eagles eventually went to the Super Bowl and the Steelers didn’t?

    Oh, right. I forgot. You’d be dead.

  4. 4.

    Jon H

    July 6, 2005 at 3:45 pm

    Frank zappa, for one.

  5. 5.

    GaijinBiker

    July 7, 2005 at 2:44 am

    1986 World Series, game 6
    2001 World Series, games 4 and 5

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