On a tour of Virginia Beach, the Pope took a couple of days off to visit the coast for some sightseeing. He was cruising along the beach in the pope-mobile when there was a frantic commotion just off shore. A helpless man, wearing a Clemson jersey, was struggling frantically to free himself from the jaws of a 25-foot shark.

As the pope watched, horrified, a speedboat came racing up with three men wearing Va Tech jerseys. One quickly fired a harpoon into the sharks' side. The other two reached out and pulled the bleeding semiconscious Clemson Tiger from the water. Then using long clubs, the three beat the shark to death and hauled it, too, into the boat.

Immediately the Pope shouted and summoned them to the beach. "I give you my blessing for your brave actions," he told them. "I heard that there were some bitter hatred between The Va. Tech Hokies and The Clemson Tigers but now I have seen with my own eyes that this is not true."

As the Pope drove off, the harpooner asked his buddies "Who was that"?

"It was the Pope," one replied. "He is in direct contact with God and has access to all of God's wisdom."

"Well," the harpooner said, "he may have access to God's wisdom, but he doesn't know much about shark fishing. Is the bait holding up O.K., or do we need to get another one?"