A local car dealership held a scholarship contest every year when I was in high school. Five towns got to participate for a $2,000 scholarship.
My senior year the contest involved a "Man of the Year" essay. I'd already been awarded a full scholarship so didn't really care, and I was working full time so didn't really have time to write any more essays than I needed to. My school made it mandatory, so I cranked one out during lunch hour naming Pat Sajack as Man of the Year. My argument for his award was that he did all the work but Vannah got all the credit. I compared the different levels of education and skills needed to perform each of their jobs and declared him an unsung hero worthy of the title. This was in 1987, smack dab in the middle of the Vannah White frenzy.
I wrote it as a joke. My vice-principal read all our school's entries and scolded me for making a mockery of the contest.
I won