Herb and Vic were both well into their 90's when Herb fell ill.
All their lives they had been the greatest of mates and were passionate about cricket.
Vic went to visit Herb everyday in Hospital and knew he wasn't long for this world, he said to Herb, if there is a heaven, and I know you will go there, can you let me know if they have cricket?
Herb said he would do his best and quietly passed away.
A couple of nights later Vic was asleep when he was woken by a blinding flash in his room, he sat up with a start and heard Herbs voice, 'Vic, are you awake, it's me, Herb'.
Vic was alarmed and said 'Herb, where are you'.
Herb said he was in heaven and he had a lot of good news and a little bit of bad news.
Whats the good news? enquired Vic, well said Herb, we have cricket in heaven and it's great, all our old mates who came here before us play, we are all young men again, the weather is always warm and it never rains or snows.
So whats the bad news asked Vic.
Well, said Herb, we are playing next Tuesday and you're the opening batsman.