Back in headier Chicago White Sox beat days, there was a guy I know who’d publish periodic offseason “mailbags” — including one that included a prediction by Bill James that Gordon Beckham was going to have a breakout 2011 — that basically consisted of talking to himself. (For the cleverest of you, you’ve already figured out that this is what much of Twitter, sportswriting, politics, writing at large is — self-important “us,” communicating with “you” (but, really, talking to ourselves).
But the meta of a languid offseason aside, let’s pull the ol’ BBQ back out of the trick bag and let you watch, as a writer talks to himself.