Super Bowl MVPs
- Malcolm Smith
- Emmitt Smith
- John Riggins
- Bart Starr
- Len Dawson
- Peyton Manning
- Drew Brees
Super Bowl MVPs
- Malcolm Smith
- Emmitt Smith
- John Riggins
- Bart Starr
- Len Dawson
- Peyton Manning
- Drew Brees
- Desmond Howard
Super Bowl MVPs
- Malcolm Smith
- Emmitt Smith
- John Riggins
- Bart Starr
- Len Dawson
- Peyton Manning
- Drew Brees
- Desmond Howard
- Joe Montana
Super Bowl MVPs
- Malcolm Smith
- Emmitt Smith
- John Riggins
- Bart Starr
- Len Dawson
- Peyton Manning
- Drew Brees
- Desmond Howard
- Joe Montana
- Terry Bradshaw
Super Bowl MVPs
- Malcolm Smith
- Emmitt Smith
- John Riggins
- Bart Starr
- Len Dawson
- Peyton Manning
- Drew Brees
- Desmond Howard
- Joe Montana
- Terry Bradshaw
- Richard Dent
Super Bowl MVPs
- Malcolm Smith
- Emmitt Smith
- John Riggins
- Bart Starr
- Len Dawson
- Peyton Manning
- Drew Brees
- Desmond Howard
- Joe Montana
- Terry Bradshaw
- Richard Dent
- Jalen Hurts
Super Bowl MVPs
- Malcolm Smith
- Emmitt Smith
- John Riggins
- Bart Starr
- Len Dawson
- Peyton Manning
- Drew Brees
- Desmond Howard
- Joe Montana
- Terry Bradshaw
- Richard Dent
- Jalen Hurts
- Joe Namath
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Shakespeare
- Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. (Macbeth)
Shakespeare
- Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. (Macbeth)
- Oh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers! (Julius Caesar)
Shakespeare
- Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. (Macbeth)
- Oh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers! (Julius Caesar)
- Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of a fish that hath fed of that worm.
Claudius - The King: What dost thou mean by this?
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Nothing. But to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.
Shakespeare
- Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. (Macbeth)
- Oh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers! (Julius Caesar)
- Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of a fish that hath fed of that worm.
Claudius - The King: What dost thou mean by this?
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Nothing. But to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar. - Shylock: If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? (Merchant of Venice)
You have not experienced Shakespeare until you have read him in the original Klingon.
Shakespeare
- Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. (Macbeth)
- Oh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers! (Julius Caesar)
- Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of a fish that hath fed of that worm.
Claudius - The King: What dost thou mean by this?
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Nothing. But to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar. - Shylock: If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? (Merchant of Venice)
- Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings. (Sonnet 29)
Shakespeare
- Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. (Macbeth)
- Oh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers! (Julius Caesar)
- Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of a fish that hath fed of that worm.
Claudius - The King: What dost thou mean by this?
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Nothing. But to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar. (Hamlet) - Shylock: If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? (Merchant of Venice)
- Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings. (Sonnet 29) - We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day. (Henry V)
Shakespeare
- Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. (Macbeth)
- Oh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers! (Julius Caesar)
- Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of a fish that hath fed of that worm.
Claudius - The King: What dost thou mean by this?
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Nothing. But to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar. (Hamlet) - Shylock: If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? (Merchant of Venice)
- Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings. (Sonnet 29) - We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day. (Henry V) - If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber’d here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
If you pardon we will mend.
Else the Puck a liar call.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends. (A Midsummer Night’s Dream)
Shakespeare
- Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. (Macbeth)
- Oh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers! (Julius Caesar)
- Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of a fish that hath fed of that worm.
Claudius - The King: What dost thou mean by this?
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Nothing. But to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar. (Hamlet) - Shylock: If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? (Merchant of Venice)
- Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings. (Sonnet 29) - We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day. (Henry V) - If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber’d here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
If you pardon we will mend.
Else the Puck a liar call.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends. (A Midsummer Night’s Dream)
8 . We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. (The Tempest)
Super Bowl MVPs
- Malcolm Smith
- Emmitt Smith
- John Riggins
- Bart Starr
- Len Dawson
- Peyton Manning
- Drew Brees
- Desmond Howard
- Joe Montana
- Terry Bradshaw
- Richard Dent
- Randy White
A defensive tackle for the Dallas Cowboys, he was named co-MVP in Super Bowl XII, sharing the honor with teammate Harvey Martin (DE)… making them also the only co-winners in Super Bowl history.
-“BB”-
Shakespeare
- Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. (Macbeth)
- Oh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers! (Julius Caesar)
- Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of a fish that hath fed of that worm.
Claudius - The King: What dost thou mean by this?
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Nothing. But to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar. (Hamlet) - Shylock: If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? (Merchant of Venice)
- Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings. (Sonnet 29) - We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day. (Henry V) - If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber’d here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
If you pardon we will mend.
Else the Puck a liar call.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends. (A Midsummer Night’s Dream)
8 . We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. (The Tempest) - What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. (Romeo & Juliet)
Shakespeare
- Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. (Macbeth)
- Oh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers! (Julius Caesar)
- Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of a fish that hath fed of that worm.
Claudius - The King: What dost thou mean by this?
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Nothing. But to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar. (Hamlet) - Shylock: If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? (Merchant of Venice)
- Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings. (Sonnet 29) - We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day. (Henry V) - If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber’d here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
If you pardon we will mend.
Else the Puck a liar call.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends. (A Midsummer Night’s Dream)
8 . We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. (The Tempest) - What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. (Romeo & Juliet)
- Time, force and death,
Do to this body what extremity you can;
But the strong base and building of my love
Is as the very centre of the earth,
Drawing all things to it. (Troilus and Cressida)
I saw Roger Rees in an RSC performance of it in London in late 1985. It was terrific.
Shakespeare
- Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. (Macbeth)
- Oh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers! (Julius Caesar)
- Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of a fish that hath fed of that worm.
Claudius - The King: What dost thou mean by this?
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Nothing. But to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar. (Hamlet) - Shylock: If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? (Merchant of Venice)
- Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings. (Sonnet 29) - We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day. (Henry V) - If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber’d here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
If you pardon we will mend.
Else the Puck a liar call.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends. (A Midsummer Night’s Dream) - We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. (The Tempest) - What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. (Romeo & Juliet)
- Time, force and death,
Do to this body what extremity you can;
But the strong base and building of my love
Is as the very centre of the earth,
Drawing all things to it. (Troilus and Cressida)
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Shakespeare
- Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. (Macbeth)
- Oh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers! (Julius Caesar)
- Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of a fish that hath fed of that worm.
Claudius - The King: What dost thou mean by this?
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Nothing. But to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar. (Hamlet) - Shylock: If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? (Merchant of Venice)
- Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings. (Sonnet 29) - We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day. (Henry V) - If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber’d here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
If you pardon we will mend.
Else the Puck a liar call.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends. (A Midsummer Night’s Dream) - We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. (The Tempest) - What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. (Romeo & Juliet)
- Time, force and death,
Do to this body what extremity you can;
But the strong base and building of my love
Is as the very centre of the earth,
Drawing all things to it. (Troilus and Cressida) - Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. (Titus Andronicus)