Just spoke to my baseball-playing freshman and spoke earlier to my "almost senior"; two ends of the college baseball world on their weekly day off:
(1) The "almost senior" was up until 3 a.m., finishing a 35 page paper for a Communications class.
Now snoozing in between baseball games on ESPN.
(2) The frosh had morning classes, hit and fielded for a couple hours, in a warm 85 degrees, and was picking up the girl friend heading for the beach.
Life is tough.