STEVE INSKEEP, host:
It's Wednesday, the time we usually hear from commentator Frank Deford. This week, though, the ghost of William Shakespeare makes an appearance.
The bard was in the Arizona the other day as the Super Bowl contenders met the media, and he filed this exclusive play.
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INSKEEP: (As Narrator) Our drama begins as a slovenly mob of sports journalists enters the field at the University of Phoenix Stadium. A fetching reporter, the Sideline Wench of the Duchy of Fox, steps forward.
SYLVIA POGGIOLI: (As Sideline Wench) Since none of my sex is allowed within the network booth on high, 'twill be my one sweet distaff voice midst these growling sports-page lowlifes, which will, upon my sideline nunnery, dare confront the pretty Brady.
INSKEEP: (As Narrator) Two heralds, Kornheisercranz and Wilbonstern, wearing hideous matching ESPN doublets, elbow the Sideline Wench aside.
FRANK DEFORD: (As Kornheisercranz) Upon this line-ed greensward set within a desert, the Almighty fixed but for cactus will be this our strange stage for Sabbath's pigskin war, waged by mesomorphs come from green Blue States afar.
NEAL CONAN: (As Wilbonstern): 'Tis stranger still the warrior names affixed for they would better be the one, the other. Think on it: those called Giants are but dwarfs here, mere ciphers in the point spread, a goodly dozen down.
DEFORD: (As Kornheisercranz) Yey, the true giants, these peerless monsters call themselves Patriots, even though they give shame to that sweet address, trafficking more as traitors, scoundrels in video deceit, cashing all manner of Beli-checks(ph).
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POGGIOLI: (As Sideline Wench) But hush all you scribes who bloviate so, for comes now fair Brady, he who is as super in his mortal company as e're this game is to sport. But soft, let me look upon him as if I filled his embrace. Oh, a visage that Narcissus would have traded for and a manner that knows neither pressure nor fear. But, alas, 'tis women of fashion that he favors - for one already has his babe, another his flowers - and I, only a Sideline Wench who can but model dreams.
INSKEEP: (As Narrator) And now, Brady enters amid a crowd of admirers. Small children toss rose petals in his path.
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DEFORD: (As Kornheisercranz) Methinks the crunch upon his presence is so great and the paparazzi do shine forth such a spangled glare that the great golden orb above must be dimmed and the sounds of Niagara itself seem noiseless before the din of questions that confront our great Brady.
Unidentified Man #1: (As the Media) Hey, Brady, Brady, what is afoot with thou?
Unidentified Man #2: (As the Media) Brady, Brady, what is afoot with thou?
ARI SHAPIRO: (As Tom Brady) Good men of the press box, I come whole to you for always the feats I have achieved were upon my two feet. And Sunday, I shall play the same no less, one game at a time, one good foot before the other. But now, I bid you, let me take my leave to join my mates, for by rolling alone, there is no way for Moss to gather passes.
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INSKEEP: (As Narrator) And so Brady exits, stage left, and the heralds return.
CONAN: (As Wilbonstern): But look now, who approaches from yon other way? 'Tis young Eli, who seems in his manner, yet a boy, no match for such a paragon as the dauntless Brady.
DEFORD: (As Kornheisercranz) 'Tis so, he is yet more Manning than man, but the football blood that fills that callow vessel is as royal as Brady ever brought to his captured throne. Eli is the magnolia seed of the sainted Archie and thus branch from the same tree as Peyton - he who made stallions of Colts but twelvemonth past. Mayhap the lad can, with a pigskin, find the same mark little David did when bookies of yore favored huge Goliath.
POGGIOLI: (As Sideline Wench) So, withal, is the grandeur of Brady match for the legacy of Eli? Forsooth, with that, I take to silence and send it back up to the big boys in the booth.
INSKEEP: (As Narrator) And so the curtain falls on our Super Bowl drama with apologies to Shakespeare and thanks to our weekly sports bard, commentator Frank Deford, who played the part of Kornheisercranz. Thanks also to Sylvia Poggioli, who played the Sideline Wench, Neal Conan as Wilbonstern, and Ari Shapiro as Brady.
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