Exhausted

See that landing on the stairs? That was my press box today.

I've got nothing tonight.

I'm home from calling Brunswick at Hotchkiss today in the northwest corner of the Nutmeg State.

The Bruins won, 21-14, on a Kevonne Wilder punt return with under two minutes to play.

While it wasn't a particularly well-played game, it was still a dramatic game, capped by Wilder's scamper to get the win.

We had great weather -- hot and in the 80s.

Sure, there's always that one fan that yells suggestions to the coach, but it's worth a laugh.

But it was a fun atmosphere on a beautiful campus.

Something to know is that the number of places with a private broadcasting area is very few.

For instance, I've added Albany Academy at King School next Saturday to the Robcasting schedule. King's football field does not have a press box at all, so Rahill Jaiswal and I will work from the small set of bleachers.

Today, I stood on a landing at the middle of a set of stairs climbing to an open-air crows news.

To be clear: it's no press box. The coaches need it, as do cameras for filming.

But it was a decent angle. It's all in what you make of it.

That's the joy of it all for me: figuring it out and making it work.

Indeed, to quote Colonel John "Hannibal" Smith of "The A-Team": "I love it when a plan comes together."

But you have to have the desire to drag the bags and a small folding table while dodging yellow jackets. You have to have the drive to stand for 2-3 hours, often talking alone, with possibly few to no viewers/listeners.

You have to give your all.

At the cost of being exhausted when it's over.



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