Albert and Henry were football mad since they were kids. They played for the same school team, progressing through youth football to local league and played for many years until their legs ran out. They became lifelong season tickets holders at their beloved United. One evening as they were sitting in their local, Harry asked, "Do you suppose there is football in Heaven?" They each promised there and then that whichever one of them died first would do their darndest to come back and let the other one know. Well, Harry went first but it wasn't too long after that Albert was lying in bed on the edge of sleep when he sensed a very definite chill in the room and, sitting up, he saw his old friend Harry looking back at him.
"Well," he asked, "is there football in Heaven?"
"Well, there's good news and there's bad news," replied Harry. "The good news is yes, there is football in Heaven. The bad news is - you're playing on Saturday."