People in real life don't get ballplayers' humor, the way we talk in the clubhouse.

You know what truth is? [...] It's some crazy thing my neighbor believes. If I want to make friends with him, I ask him what he believes. He tells me, and I say, "Yeah, yeah - ain't it the truth?

Real life is sometimes boring, rarely conclusive and boy, does the dialogue need work.

I can tolerate his company for about half an hour. After that I am not responsible for the things I say!

less small talk
and more real talk.

to whom it may concern: please phone me for appointments when you want to see me. I will not answer unsolicited knocks upon the door. I need time to do my work. I will not allow you to murder my work. please understand that what keeps me alive will make me a better person toward and for you when we finally meet under easy and unstrained conditions.