Cricket in Heaven?

Two old guys, Fred and George, are sitting on a park bench feeding pigeons and talking cricket, like they do every day. Fred turns to George and says, "Do you think they have cricket in heaven?"
Fred thinks about it for a minute and replies, "I dunno. But let's make a deal: if I die first, I'll come back and tell you if there's cricket in heaven, and if you die first, you do the same." They shake on it and sadly, a few months later, poor Fred passes on.
One day, George is sitting in the park feeding the pigeons by himself when he hears a voice whisper, "George... George..." George responds, "Fred! Is that you?" "Yes it is, George," whispers Fred's ghost.
George, still amazed, asks, "So, do they have cricket in heaven?"
"Well," says Fred, "I've got good news and bad news."
"Give me the good news first," says George.
Fred says, "Well... Yes, they have cricket in heaven."
George says, "That's great! What news could be bad enough to ruin that!?"
Fred sighs and whispers, "You're playing on Friday."