“"Welcome sports fans. Chester & Brad with you from the Lemondrops stadium..and mighty nice it is too, don't you think Brad?"
"Erm, yeah, even the toilets are clean..."
"Thanks for that Brad. Tonight is the grudge match..a few weeks ago the Lemondrops visited FRO and soundly trounced them..I heard rumours of illegal substances in the Elf camp, but nothing was proved. So, fired up for the rematch, FRO are bound to try harder."
"They are gonna Touchdown harder Chester...try's are in rugby...."
"Shut up Brad."
***kick-off...quick Elf TD as expected...receive..ball stolen..going to plan***
"Well, following the quick dash off the bench by the Lemon's Apo--that catcher is Legend Material--the 1st half went the same way as the last match..let's hope the match picks up, I can see the hotdog sellers are worried fans will leave."
"Hmmm...could do with a hotdog Ches..."
"Don't call me Ches retard...here's $5..get me one too..."
***Interval, 0-2...all snafu***
"Wow, FRO actually made it to the end zone...and you can see Noodle's intestine's showing the path the scorer went...Nice..."
***FRO steal ball for a change...***
"Brad, I've seen FRO play a few times, and this is a big change in fortunes. Stole the ball and scored? I find it hard to believe."
"Chester, it's almost unbelieveable.."
"Shut up Brad. I bet they can't do it again...even against 5 Lemons."
"I don't like Lemons...prefer Oranges myself..."
"Jesus, who the f**k hired you? Sheeeet, look! FRO stole again! Who's taking the drugs now! And they score..FRO take the lead 3-2..who'd have thought it possible? Anyway, the Lemons have 2 turns, 3 players, they should still score to take the draw..."
"Ches...er, sorry, Chester, you seen leaping like that before? Ain't any of 'em landed on their faces all night."
"It's been impressive...you tried leaping didn't you Brad..just before you retired?"
"Huh..yeah, it was funny..I landed on my head.."
"No shit...."
"Huh?"
"Never mind Brad...look...the blitz to save the win...He does it! FRO put the game beyond the Lemondrops. What an upset...with the Lemon's limping from the field, and FRO dancing like they are on something...nah, surely not..., this was Chester & Brad, live from the Melting Stadium for the TGIF network."
***screen goes blank, then a dull thud as what appears to be a boom mike drops on Brad's head***
"Ouch...hey, that hurt."
***all the crew, in unison, shout SHUT UP BRAD***”