Elway: "Just play the kid, John. We'll lose horribly, the fans will understand, we can move on, and blame it all on McDaniel."
Fox: "I hope you know what you're doing..."
Fox: "Thanks a lot John. Now what?"
Elway: "Give it time, kid got lucky. Trent Dilfer won a Super Bowl for Pete's sake. My high school team could beat Miami."
Fox: "You were right, John. Guess that's why they pay you the big bucks."
Elway: "Yup, just one more week and we're home free. Maybe we can still get Luck-y. Sorry, couldn't resist. You know, I was a quarterback at Stanford...."
Fox: Rolling eyes....
Fox: "What the f---! Carson? Hue? What the f--- was that?!!!"
Elway: "No way out... No way out..."
The next day--
Fox: "John, there is one way, you know."
Elway: "The nuclear option?" Shakes his head.
Fox: "It's the only way."
Elway: "But, John, the code. I can't do it to another quarterback..."
Fox: "They're really more like guidelines. And he's not really a quarterback..."
Elway: "He'll last a half, tops... Ok... Just come up with something. You know, the usual. Putting him in the best position to help the team. Trying to take advantage of his 'special' talents. I'm not going to lie to the fans, John."
Fox: "Leave it all to me....."
Tebow: Rises from the bathroom stall.
(Ok. I won't quit my day job. But it could've happened that way!!)