Two 90 year old men, Mike and Joe, have been friends all of their lives.
When it becomes 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 every Saturday together for so many years.
Please do me a favour, when you get to Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's rugby there.
Joe looks up at Mike from his bed, 'Mike, you've been my best mate for all these years, if it's at all possible, I'll do it.
Shortly after that, Joe passes away.
In the middle of the night, a few days later, Mike is woken by a blinding flash of light, and a voice calling 'Mike....Mike'
'Who's that?' says Mike rubbing his eyes.
'It's me Mike, Joe' the voice says
'You're not Joe, Joe has died' says Mike
'It really is me, Mike' the voice insists.
'Joe! .. where are you Joe?'
'In Heaven', replies the voice, I have some good news for you, and a little bad news.
'Tell me the good news', says Mike.
'The good news is that there is rugby in Heaven.
Better still, all our friends who have passed on are here too!.
And we can play all the rugby we want.'
'Fantastic!' says Mike, 'what's the bad news?'
'You're in the team for Tuesday' says Joe
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