Ran out of gas in Columbia and was offered the Chancellor's job at MU.
Sam Brownback picked him up hitchhiking to Lawrence on the Kansas Turnpike and tried to make him pay the toll.
D-CIA Pompeo ordered 24/7 satellite surveillance to make sure he was keeping in shape for basketball season and it all felt a little too Orwellian.
Had to stay at his former college to work off parking tickets.
Decided that tweeting about playing KU basketball was more fun than actually playing KU basketball.
Missed the West Lawrence exit and kept going till he got to BIG LOVE in southern Utah, and could not go back to monogamous culture.
Boot camp.
(Note: all fiction. No malice. Not about Jack Whitman.)