The next sport I cover will begin at 7 p.m. and end at 9 or 10 p.m. with a 20 minute nap figured in.
It is exactly 4:57 a.m. and my two knucklehead roommates are up and showered and have almost figured out how to get the rental house coffee maker to work, Shaw Grigsby has already had breakfast consisting of two turkey hot dogs, 30 seconds on high in the microwave they just figured out, no bun, Paul Elias is holding his breakfast, coffee the consistency of mud, later he will pop a protein drink.
They are happy and smiling.
I am not.
They are going out for their second day of practice on Ross Barnett and this is the last thing they said to me, "See you at 6 p.m. for dinner."
For those who count and remember stuff, this is their second 13-hour practice day back-to-back.
Shaw is 60.
Paul is 66.
Don't let numbers define you....unless of course the number is 4:57 a.m., I'm going back to bed.