When I get depressed about the struggles of comedy, I think of the story about a young man who took the train from Philadelphia to New York City to audition at The Improv over and over again until he finally performed for an an agent. That agent pitched him for a show that passed on him but finally gave him a second look after the original actor didn't work out.
That man, boys and girls, is Bob Saget. And now you know the rest of the story.
