Why ISN'T This a thing?!

So I was watching the sad spectacle of the Tuesday Night, Post-Blizzard Eagles vs Vikings game that was supposed to be football, and the game was just terrible. Everybody was fumbling, no one was getting any yardage, even the officials were mis-calling plays. It was a really off game, difficult to watch, and by 9:15 Andy Reid was turning into a Walrus, in the way of those live-action Disney movies from the 60's where all a sudden everybody's in cartoon land, and the Eagles were 7 points up, and Minnesota hadn't been anywhere near the end zone so I thought I might just put myself to bed.
Ohhh, but it was so close to halftime, and my husband's lap where my head was resting was sooo very comfortable, and even though my eyes were turning coaches into large sea mammals, my ears were still receiving the game accurately, so, ok, I'll just stay up for the rest of the quarter, and then to bed, for real.
But then what do you think happens?! Minnesota recovers a fumble and makes a 45 yard dash for a touchdown. God Damnit! Why do things always have to get interesting exactly when I get really sleepy? 

So now I'm torn. I really can't keep my eyes open another second, and I really don't want to miss anything exciting.
And then, I had a scathingly brilliant idea!
"Man, I wish I could go to sleep and then dream I was watching the game, so then I wouldn't miss anything."

Think about it! Now, I don't mean, like, put a patch in my head that would allow me to watch football in my sleep. Because I'm pretty sure that would screw you up in a lot of ways. But what if you could add certain elements of actual information into your dreams. Sort of engineered lucid dreaming. So you would still dream, and your brain could do all the stuff it uses dreams to do, but there would be a controlled element to the dream that would also allow you to take in information while you sleep. So I could dream myself watching the actual football game as it was broadcast on TV (rather than say, dreaming a football game, where my brain just controls everything) but everything around me watching the game would be true dream elements, so my brain could still do it's thing. So, you know, There might be some baby ducks on my coffee table, or my husband's head might be a pineapple, but I wouldn't miss any sports.
Of course, such a cool thing has way more valuable implications than being able to go to sleep and still catch a night game. I mean, you could attend a lecture, or a class (except you might find yourself in your underpants). Depending on how we could make it work, you might even get to travel, or explore places we can't normally go when awake, like underwater or into space. By introducing just one controlled element and letting your brain take over the rest, who knows what sort of inspiring and educational experiences we could have.
Oh my goodness! Imagine if we could combine it with my hibernation proposition! Then we could sleep and STILL be productive! You could go to college every winter! In your sleep! I am a genius!

Unfortunately, the first person I discussed this idea with was my husband Scott, who's major source of enjoyment in life is bursting my iridescent idea-bubbles. I hate it when he does that.
"Isn't that a great idea baby!!??" I exclaim, newly awake with inspirational excitement.
"Sure. Sure, it's a great idea. Then everybody can dream commercials."
"No, but! I mean! But that's not...! I mean we should use it for good things. Like education. And football."
"Yeah, but you know that's what would happen." I hate it even more when he is totally right.
Still, I think it is a good idea. Most awesome ideas are corruptible in some way, but it doesn't make them bad ideas.
And I hold out hope that some day soon, people will finally get sick of being saturated with consumerism, and the anti-advertisement counter-culture revolution will kick in. That's another great idea I've been working on.
Someday, Scott Nay-sayer,  someday.