2 Friends used to attend
Games together.
At the stretch of one no particular
1 asked of the other:
"do you think they play baseball in heaven?"
"i hope so"
"let's make a pact. the 1st to die has to come back and tell one another"
after many years (and many games) 1 learned the other had cashed in his innings.
a few days after the funeral- out walking alone he thought he heard a voice.
"fred-is that you?"
"yes. and i've good news and bad"
"what's the good news?"
"We play baseball in heaven all of the day and all of the night"
"single headers, double headers, triple headers-the game never ends"
"It's Fantastic"
"what's the bad news?"
"Paulie, my boy...
you're pitching tomorrow"
PS: told to me in bruce nelson's little red bug on the way to Cooperstown
PSS: mickey mantle arrived at the pearly gates.
St. peter: "i'm sorry mick, but after the life you led..."
however
god has a request:
could you sign a few balls before you go?
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