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Two 90 year old men, Mike and Joe, have been friends all of their lives.
When it's clear that Joe is dying, Mike visits him every day. One day Mike
says, "Joe, we both loved rugby all our lives, and we played rugby on
Saturdays together for so many years. Please do me one favour, when you get
to Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's rugby there."
Joe looks up at Mike from his death bed," Mike, you've been my best friend
for many years. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favour for you.
Shortly after that, Joe passes on.
At midnight a couple of nights later, Mike is awakened from a sound sleep
by
a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to him,
"Mike--Mike.
"Who is it? Asks Mike sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?"
"Mike--it's me, Joe."
"You're not Joe. Joe just died."
"I'm telling you, it's me, Joe," insists the voice."
"Joe! Where are you?"
"In heaven", replies Joe. "I have some really good news and a little bad
news."
"Tell me the good news first," says Mike.
"The good news," Joe says," is that there's rugby in heaven. Better yet,
all
of our old friends who died before us are here, too. Better than that,
we're
all young again. Better still, it's always spring time and it never rains
or
snows. And best of all, we can play rugby all we want, and we never get
tired."
That's fantastic," says Mike. "It's beyond my wildest dreams! So what's the
bad news?
"You're in the team for this Saturday."
When it's clear that Joe is dying, Mike visits him every day. One day Mike
says, "Joe, we both loved rugby all our lives, and we played rugby on
Saturdays together for so many years. Please do me one favour, when you get
to Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's rugby there."
Joe looks up at Mike from his death bed," Mike, you've been my best friend
for many years. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favour for you.
Shortly after that, Joe passes on.
At midnight a couple of nights later, Mike is awakened from a sound sleep
by
a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to him,
"Mike--Mike.
"Who is it? Asks Mike sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?"
"Mike--it's me, Joe."
"You're not Joe. Joe just died."
"I'm telling you, it's me, Joe," insists the voice."
"Joe! Where are you?"
"In heaven", replies Joe. "I have some really good news and a little bad
news."
"Tell me the good news first," says Mike.
"The good news," Joe says," is that there's rugby in heaven. Better yet,
all
of our old friends who died before us are here, too. Better than that,
we're
all young again. Better still, it's always spring time and it never rains
or
snows. And best of all, we can play rugby all we want, and we never get
tired."
That's fantastic," says Mike. "It's beyond my wildest dreams! So what's the
bad news?
"You're in the team for this Saturday."