Is Baseball In Heaven?

Two friends, John and Jeff, happened to be two of the biggest baseball fans in America. For their entire adult lives, John and Jeff discussed baseball history in the winter and studied over every box score during the season. They went to a hundred games a year. They even agreed that whoever died first would try to come back and tell the other if there was baseball in heaven.

One summer night, John passed away in his sleep after watching the Mets victory earlier in the evening. He died happy. A few nights later, his buddy Jeff awoke to the sound of John's voice from beyond. "John is that you?" Jeff asked.

"Of course it me," John replied.

"This is unbelievable!" Jeff exclaimed. "So tell me, is there baseball in heaven?"

"Well, I have some good news and some bad news. 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, Jeff."

"Oh, that's great! So what's the bad news?" You're pitching tomorrow night!"

Greatest Pitcher In The World

A little kid was overheard talking to himself as he walked through his backyard, wearing his baseball cap and carrying a bat and ball, "I'm the greatest batter in the world," he announced. Then, he tossed the ball into the air, swung at it, and missed.

"Strike One!" he yelled. Undaunted, he picked up the ball and said again, "I'm the greatest swinger in the world!" He tossed the ball into the air. When it came down he swung again and missed. "Strike Two!" he cried.

The boy paused a moment to examine his bat and ball carefully, surely there must be something wrong with one of them. Satisfied it was a fluke, he spit on his hands and rubbed them together. He straightened his cap and boasted - this time, "I'm the greatest hitter in the world!"

Again he tossed the ball up in the air and swung at it. He missed. "Strike Three!"

"Wow!" he exclaimed. "I'm the greatest pitcher in the world.