A roadblock

There was a roadblock ahead, manned by Arkansas State Troopers and an assortment of current and former high school coaches. All sorts of vans and trailers were parked around it, all located inside a large—indeed cavernous—modern high school basketball arena.
As Rock approached, perfectly sober, he felt uneasy, as if this was all set up with him in mind. This odd notion gained credibility when he saw that among the coaches was Henry Hawk, North Little Rock Ole Main High's football coach in the 1970s. Hawk knew Rock ran with the Hash House Harriers, a group known for heavy drinking.
Rock stepped from his pickup and was strapped into a chair attached to a crane. He was told to drink from a small beaker that contained about four ounces of beer. The crane then swung him in wide and high arcs around the gym, from one end to the other and from top to bottom.
Rock protested vigorously as he stepped from the chair. "This is bullshit," he said. "Who came up with this? I haven't had anything to drink in months."