When I first started watching Morgan Spurlock's30 Days shortly after its 2005 premiere, I wondered if they would ever be able to capture 30 Days in a wheelchair. In the end, I decided they couldn't, because the thought brought to mind when friends and attendants had gotten in my wheelchair, fooled around in it, and from the perspective of their unmarred coordination, asked me "How hard can it be?"

If you've not seen the broadcast,on "30 days" people are taken away from what they know for thirty days and given help to assume their new role. In this case, it involved support from the Baylor rehab unit.

Documentarian and executive producer Morgan Spurlock had a trick up his sleeve, though. Rather than the average American, the broadcast featured football star Ray Crockett, who picked up three championship rings in his career, and was very game and open throughout,despite being used to performing feats on the field that seem superhuman to someone like me.(I also could never imagine living with as many marble steps as the Crocketts. That alone must have felt like a total role-reversal.)

But it was the second half of the broadcast that saved the show from being a total Awareness Day on HGH as Crockett meets and starts to listen to ordinary Texans with disabilities and finds out a bit of what it's like when you don't have the money to just call out the Ramp Guy when you need one.

In keeping with the sporty theme, Crockett also starts workouts with the Texas Magic wheelchair rugby team(I think I recognized one of the players from "Murderball") and being around like-minded guys makes him feel a bit less hopeless about maybe one day joining the "club that nobody wants to belong to,"
Overall, I'd rate this as a good episode, though I'm hardly the target audience for revelations like "Gasp! My morning routine takes twice as long now!"

Sometimes, watching "our" lives get explained(although mine didn't. Crockett didn't need an attendant) and reexplained to Middle America over and over makes me feel that I'm a foreigner without a homeland, though, and this episode was no exception. Because some of us never have the chops for "Murderball," and so that is only a speck more relatable than playing in the Super Bowl, for me.