Two best friends were two of the biggest baseball fans in America. Their entire adult lives revolved around baseball. They discussed baseball history in the winter, and they examined every box score during the season. They went to over 60 games a year. They even agreed that whoever died first would try to come back and tell the other if there was baseball in heaven.
One summer night, one of the friend passed away in his sleep after watching a Yankee victory earlier in the evening. He died a happy man.
A few nights later, his buddy awoke to the sound of the voice from beyond.
“is that you?” he asked. “Of course it me,” his friend’s voice replied.
“This is unbelievable!” he exclaimed, “So tell me, is there baseball in heaven?”
“Well, I have some good news and some bad news for you. Which do you want to hear first?”
“Tell me the good news first.”
“Well, the good news is that there is baseball in heaven,”
“Oh, that is wonderful! So what could possibly be the bad news?”
“You’re pitching tomorrow night.”