When I was growing up, my father use to fascinate my sibling and I for hours with nothing more than the inexplicable noises he could make with his mouth. And I’ve been captivated by beatboxing and mouth music ever since.

To be honest, I’m not really sure what they thought of me. I like to think that I’m notfull-on R. Lee Ermey. But the realist in me recognizes I’m a bit of a self-important,“Play the Game the Right Way” kind of guy. (Which is funny, since baseball’s very much a later-in-life interest for me. I never played growing up.)