UNIVERSITY PLACE, Wash. -- Marshaling at a U.S. Open is a thankless job. Well, not completely thankless since you get a free lunch, and get to watch free golf. Most of the time you have to pay for the shirt, but it's usually a pretty nice shirt.
But that's not the point. Marshals have to put up with antsy crowds and salty players. And once in a while, they have to deal with uncooperative trains. Like this guy.
We certainly respect the effort.