Football.

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Two ninety year old men, Moe and Sam, have been friends all their lives. Sam is dying, and Moe comes to visit him every day.

"Sam," says Moe, "You know how we have both loved football all our lives, and how we played in the minor leagues together for so many years. Sam, you have to do me one favour. When you get to Heaven, and I know you will go to Heaven, somehow you've got to let me know if there's football in Heaven."

Sam looks up at Moe from his death bed, and says, "Moe, you've been my best friend many years. This favour, if at all possible, you know I'll do it for you."

Shortly after that, Sam passes on. It is midnight a couple of nights later. Moe is sound asleep when he is awakened by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calls out to him,
"Moe.... Moe...."

"Who is it?" says Moe sitting up suddenly. "Who is it ?"

"Moe, it's me, Sam."

"Come on. You're not Sam. Sam just died."

"I'm telling you," insists the voice. "It's me, Sam!"

"Sam? Is that really you? Where are you?"

"I'm in heaven," says Sam, "and I've got to tell you, I've got really good news and a little bad news."

"So, tell me the good news first," says Moe.

"The good news," says Sam "is, there is football in heaven. Better yet, all our old friends who've gone before us are there. Better yet, we're all young men again. Better yet, 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!"

"Really?" says Moe, "That is fantastic, wonderful beyond my wildest dreams! But, what's the bad news?"

"You're in goal next Tuesday!"