It’s completely and utterly random, but by golly, you’ll absolutely take it.
On a calm August Saturday, your doorbell rings. You open it and are greeted by none other than Barry Switzer. The Barry Switzer comes with gifts that stretch beyond his presence alone, which is a rather substantial gift in itself.
“Congratulations," he says as he steps foot in your home. “You’ve won.” He also asks if you have any Bud Heavy, and you do, so you oblige.
After gushing over having Barry Switzer in your kitchen for an uncomfortable 11 minutes (uncomfortable for him, not you), you learn you’ve won the prize of a lifetime. The NCAA has awarded you and three incredibly lucky friends the ultimate college football road trip in 2012. Don't ask how, just scream like an 11-year-old girl. There you go.
Tickets, accommodations and upscale transpiration—a luxury RV equipped with a driver and a functional bathroom—are included for one game a week for the entire 2012 season.
A substantial budget for food and alcohol is also included, as well as a formal letter excusing you from all work between the end of August and early December. It’s signed by the president of the United States, which means your baseball-lovin' boss will just have to deal.
God bless America.
There are no strings attached, although you must tell Coach Switzer which game you plan to attend each week before he leaves your home, i.e. before that 12-pack of Bud Heavy is long gone.
You call your friends, take the verbal beating their now incredibly unhappy wives give you and discuss when and where you’ll be visiting this college football season.
Let's live out this hypothetical dream scenario in style.