Two buddies, Bob and Earl, were two of the biggest baseball fans in America.
For their entire adult lives, Bob and Earl discussed baseball history in the winter and they poured over every box score during the baseball season. They went to 60 games a year. They even agreed that the one that died first would try to communicate witht he otehr and tell them if there was baseball in heaven.
One summer night, Bob passed away in his sleep after watching a Braves victory earlier in the evening. Being that he was a big Braves fan, he died a happy man.
A few nights later, his buddy Earl awoke to the sound of Bob’s voice from beyond.
“Bob is that you?” Earl asked.
“Of course it is me,” Bob replied.
“This is unbelievable!” Earl 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, yes, there is baseball in heaven, Earl.”
“Oh, that is wonderful! So what could possibly be the bad news?”
“You’re scheduled to pitch tomorrow night.”