I just can't picture this scenario working out to well for me.

I go into a job interview and absolutely nail it. Blow them out of the water. Make them come to my house and beg me to take the job. So after they've sufficiently groveled to the point where I feel like The Bachelor (by the way, SWEETEST JOB EVER), I modestly accept. Eh, I guess you can pay me. I'd do that for you.

Couples months later, before I've even lifted a pen or my first of eight daily trips to the water cooler, I quit. Gone. See ya later. I'm out of here.

Would anybody be a little peeved?

Now fast forward one year, and I'm out of a job and clutching to my employment dreams. I'd be a Wal-Mart greeter if they offered me $7.45 an hour.

Think I'm getting a shot at returning as The Bachelor? The answer to that won't come up roses.

But life really is that easy if you're Keith Nichol.

Nichol, the one-time Spartan recruit who bailed on MSU in brilliant Bobby Petrino fashion, has transferred back to his "hometown team," which, ironically, wasn't cozy enough to keep him from the beauty of Norman, Oklahoma. And the worst part of it all is that he'll be accepted with open arms.

As long as he can throw a 20-yard out in a five-step drop, that is.

College sports has about the same amount of loyalty and integrity as a WWE tag team on a pay-per-view special. O.J. Mayo promised championships for USC, but all he delivered was future NCAA sanctions. Kelvin Sampson racked up 100 recruiting violations for making impermissible calls to recruits, proving he's not the only Midwesterner whose cell phone could be classified as a concealed weapon. Bobby Bowden has produced enough convicted felons to fill a medium-security prison. And when push comes to shove, each will end up relatively unscathed — Mayo will make millions in the NBA Draft this summer, Sampson already has bounced back with an assistant coaching position in the pros, and Bowden will coach until he's 88, or at least a year after JoePa kicks the bucket.

Not to say that these situations compare with that of Nichol. You can't fault a 20-year-old stud quarterback for wanting to play and move closer to home. Transferring to a school you left high and dry isn't grounds for an NCAA investigation, as it shouldn't be.

But if MSU head coach Mark Dantonio lets Nichol waltz into the 2009 MSU backfield (which I don't believe he'll do), it will go to show once again that there's no shame in college sports. In almost no other profession can you quit on 100 fellow employees and warmly welcomed two years later. If Nichol wants to be a member of the Spartan family, he's got to be more saintly than Mother Teresa in the next 18 months. He's got to prove that he's flushed all the crimson and cream from his bloodstream and received a transfusion of green and white. He's got to be the team's biggest cheerleader from the sidelines next year. Hell, he should have to be a cheerleader next year.

The real world doesn't work the way the football world is working for Keith Nichol. But at the same time, that's not to say it shouldn't. Everyone deserves a second chance to repair the bridges that have been burned.

And if Nichol can go four quarters, he'll have 75,000 masons by his side in 2009.