Eating isn't cheating
More than 3,000 students, half of whom were athletes, were part of a cheating scandal at the University of North Carolina that spanned nearly 20 years. The "cheating" label doesn't quite fit because the students allegedly received credits for non-existent classes. They weren't sharing answers or stealing tests from professors. Maybe they didn't get as complete of an education as they should have, but those kids must be smart if they were able to keep this quiet for so long. In the case of the basketball players on full scholarships who had credits thrown at them like jersey chasers after a few Busch Lights, they got what they paid for.
My closest brush with being caught for cheating was when I copied a girl's guess at an extra credit question. Our teacher must have graded those two papers in different sittings because she didn't notice that two people had the same random guess on a question. I noticed my mistake after reviewing my notes right after that test. Waiting the two weeks it took for the professor to grade the test was like waiting for a paternity test to come back. I was as anxious and irritable as an opiate addict going through withdrawal.
As ashamed as current and past UNC students may be about this scandal, they are likely quick to point out that at least they don't have a pornstar attending their fine university, unlike their chief rival.