I suppose there are huge TV screens in heaven, bringing in a perfect
picture of every sports channel on the planet. There are lots of fans
who will just refuse to go if they can't take sports with them. Not me.
I hope there is a small room someplace, far removed from the crazed
sports people. Just big enough for the handful of us who don't get it
about sports. I just want to play my harp, sing in the choir and flap my
wings once in a while to be sure my angel license hasn't been revoked.
As for what hell might be like, I do not want to think about that right now.
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