They handle breaking stories, breaking computers, production nights that last past dawn, raging professors and raging hormones. And that's just for starters. You've just spent seven hours trying to sit still in a hard, wooden desk and concentrate on writing your name in cursive. Recess is never long enough, and you're too big for nap time. But you can't.
Today is a piano day.
They are young, hot and very sweaty. No, they are not porn stars. They are the members of the Loyola track team. Speed Freaks Ethernet is worse than heroin.