[Opening wraparound segment with the Crypt Keeper wearing a basketball uniform and shooting baskets with skulls.]
The Crypt Keeper: There you are, sports fiends. You know, dead people like me make excellent point guards. When we can't get off a shot, we simply pass...away, that is! [laughs] Speaking of which, allow me to be your fear leader for tonight's halftime show. It's a putrid playlet about my personal favorite sport: being a mortician. I fittingly call it, 'Fitting Punishment.'
[Closing wraparound segment with the Crypt Keeper wearing a basketball uniform and tying his basketball shoe.]
The Crypt Keeper: Well, looks like old Ezra learned raising a teen is no walk in the graveyard. Now he's going to need one of his cheap coffins for himself. That's what he gets for having a name like Ezra. As for poor Bobby, he got a pretty nasty case of athlete's food, didn't he? I mean, I've heard of footloose, but yikes! Oh well, I guess the next best thing to making a goal is becoming a ghoul! Right, kiddies? [laughs]