We had a USNA sponsor mid, varsity athlete and team captain firstie year, who also went to elite invitational events and Olympic Trials. I admired his discipline. Even though he had both Sat and Sun town liberty starting 3/c year, he would treat every available Friday night and Sat as "work days," getting ahead, investing time in tougher subjects, getting stuff done. Friday nights he spent time mentoring plebes, because he was often not in company area due to his sport. Sundays after church, he came over to the house, enjoyed sports on TV, napped, joined in whatever cooking was going on, went back to the Yard with a refreshed mind and body. Sometimes he came for dinner Saturday night, if he felt he got enough done. He knew once he was at the house on what is fondly called "The Opium Sofa" by generations of sponsor mids, with a dog snuggled close, he was done for the day. He had plenty of friends, with whom he spent fun time, but he planned it well. His uncle, a Marine Corps command sergeant major who had been instrumental in his decision to attend USNA, drilled into him "First things first," and no doubt other pithy Marine advice. No surprise, he went on to succeed as a Marine officer.