Archbishops

At the Vatican, a group of archbishops steps into this pitch in order to play ball. However, a cloud seems to blacken that part of the field. God, within the cloud, rejoices. The archbishops rejoice themselves aswell; they even seem to reprehend God up there. Then the sun begins to rose; God rejoice as sun, smiling in beatitude. «It's me checking the email on my phone». Pope, at the terrace, sees God and the men bellow. «Look, it's Pope. Hi, Pope. God just nailed it»

- Yes, it is God.