Every so often, covering Marshall football beats the heck out of work.
You could do worse than watching repetitive practices that drive you nuts by the 20th of August. Or dealing with grumpy coaches, players’ brushes with the law or the occasional airline delay.
You could do worse than covering a coaching search (on second thought, you can’t) or listening to fans celebrate the commitment of an untested four-star recruit (on second thought, you can’t).
But you can’t do better than waking up and realizing it’s a football game day. Players, coaches, fans, cheerleaders, band members, media hacks, ushers, elevator operators, concession-stand workers — you name it, they’re excited.