I will never understand these sports people…
(Sits back to watch the Manjaro mutiny and the Systemd age verification drama)
In my experience, a situation like this would probably be in jest by someone the deceased knew and had a friendly disagreement about sports teams with.
Usually, when family or loved ones disagree about the team they support, it just leads to gentle ribbing. It’s all in good fun.
Of course. The person who booed is probably someone extremely close, and booing was their final tribute to their friend, their last disagreement about the sport they loved together. I could see myself doing something like that for a friend.
It’s really pretty great.
everything is sports just as much as everything is politics when you live in a world where people treat their own political faction as a sports team they root for rather than a sports team they are on
Is it me, or is that heart-warming in a weird way?
heartwarming.
it acknowledges the whole “he is still with us” in a active way.
i hope my funeral is just a bunch of cunts roasting my corpse and having a great time about it.
roasting my corpse
I mean, you could just get it catered
please tell me you meant cremated.
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I have very specific desires for mine, but I’ve warned my family because as they scatter my cremains (I’m assuming they couldn’t figure out how to compost me and turn me into a tree) i want them to play a very specific inappropriate to the moment song that if they stop to think about it will make them giggle.
Is it Set Me On Fire by Enter Shikari?
“Please set me on fiiiiire I wanna be ashes in the atmosphere…”
Very. I expect Emacs heckling from Vi enthusiasts at my funeral.
Yeah, its because you should have used Vi (I use Emacs BTW)
“Yeah I hate the dead guy’s favorite football team, but I showed up because I respected the hell of it him”
Kind of a deeper honor.
it’s like when the sick kid dies and the only kid who razzed him at school gets invited to the funeral because he’s the only one who made him feel like he was having a normal childhood. part of the human experience is gentle heckling.
i think booing someone’s favorite sports team at their funeral honors your relationship to them if that was part of it.
Im a fan of the local teams rival. Thats where I grew up, and my son is a fan of the rival too. This is birthright right.
Sports are supposed to be how we compete physically without war. Iroquois lacrosse comes to mind.
If someone booed at my funeral, they were a friend that knew I loved the game like they do.
Yeah, I’m not a huge sportsball fan but if someone did that at my funeral, I sure as hell wouldn’t haunt them from the grave over it
I have a good friend who has the same birthday as another friend. They are both huge baseball fans but one is a Giants fan and one Dodgers. For non baseball fans, those teams are usually intra-league rivals. So each year for their birthdays they get each other a piece of the other team’s memorabilia. And each year they quietly swap it with each other into their own collections a few weeks later, because the Dodgers fan doesn’t really want Giants merch and vice versa. So like at whomever’s funeral I can maybe expect a boo toward the Dodgers or Giants from this long friendship. It would feel right.
That’s wholesome AF
But what if they said:
The Benchy is not the best 3D printer benchmark.
I was born and raised a Packers NFL fan. Everyone in my family were die hards. When my father passed, we asked people to wear Packers apparel if they had it. There were some local Vikings fans that bought Packers shirts for the occasion. One guy wore a vikings shirt underneath to stay true. That’s what sports rivalries should be all about. It’s just a game but it builds relationships through competition. We may cheer for different teams, but at the end of the day, we come together for what’s important. If someone boo’d the Packers at my dad’s funeral, I would have laughed as I think most of my family and friends would have too.
That’s almost as silly as the local football hooligans not wanting to pronounce their rival towns name so they jusy say the last half.
If someone boo’d the Packers at my dad’s funeral, I would have laughed as I think most of my family and friends would have too.
Yeah exactly what I was thinking. It was probably in jest
I went to open ice out in long island as a kid, and a couple Islanders showed up, and signed my Rangers jersey. Dad jokingly locked the front door and wouldn’t let me in when I got home.
Try reading this with a Family Guy New England accent
If your death doesn’t polarize people, did you really live?
I aspire to have my funeral wind up like the church scene in the first Kingsman movie.
Ugh, it was his final wish; here goes! Proceeds to double tap the priest first, because they’ve been using magic to convert bread and wine into flesh and blood for decades. Don’t want to turn my back to them during a fight.
Priest instantly turns into a bottle of Rosé and some ciabatta
It is soon discovered that 90% of the Church hierarchy is artificially-created bread-and-wine homunculi.
Oh snap I’m about to carb up and get a buzz. Thank you good sir.
I’d like to think the Priest’s “Bread/Wine convert to Flesh/Blood” also works in reverse offensively. As in a priest can cast this spell on a living person and turn them into a loaf of rye and a bottle of Merlot.
Getting face, back and body shots by a British secret agent?
Where do I sign?
My favorite part is the one extra in the background just waving a chair around
I just wanted a raging party with great food. My dreams have been too small.
I was at a friend’s father’s funeral and someone had to stop the celebrant and let him know he was eulogising the wrong person.
Sounds like he had some real football hooligans at his funeral, then. Died as he lived, seems.
Seems kinda obvious.
