Now classicists, on the other hand…
The great Richard Porson wrote of his academic travels in Europe,
’I went to Frankfort, and got drunk
With that most learn’d professor–Brunck:
I went to Worts, and got more drunken,
With that more learn’d professor Ruhncken.’
The tradition continues. At Oxford, I once attempted to attend a lecture by a distinguished historian of Greek democracy, but the great man shuffled in to the lecture hall, wearing a voluminous gown atop his diminutive body, shirt open to the navel and sandals adorning his feet despite the cold outside, and declaimed, “It’s no good, I can’t lecture, I’m too drunk.”
I suspect he’d have liked 300, by the way. I know I did.