Football - It's Such A Comfort

Two 90 year old men, George and Mark, have been friends all of their lives. When it's clear that Mark is dying, George visits him every day.

One day George says, 'Mark, we both loved football all our lives, and we played football 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 football there.'

Mark looks up at George from his death bed,' George, 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, Mark passes on. At midnight a couple of nights later.

George is awakened from a sound sleep by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to him, George --George.' 'Who is it? Asks George sitting up suddenly………. 'Who is it?'
George --it's me, Mark….'

You're not Mark.….. Mark just died.'

'I'm telling you, it's me, Mark,' insists the voice.'

'Mark ??? Where are you?'
'In heaven', replies Mark. 'I have some really good news and a little bit of bad news.' 'Tell me the good news first,' says George.

“The good news,' Mark says,' is that there's football in heaven. Better yet, all of our old friends who died before us are here, too.

“But 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 football all we want, and we never get tired.'

'That's fantastic,' says George. 'It's beyond my wildest dreams! So what's the bad news?'
'You're in the team for Tuesday.'