I was headed downtown on the train the other day, immersed in Solomon Burke, whose singing about lost love is so freaking great that I’d undoubtedly taken on the look of one of those miserable, iPod-listening professionals Ben Joravsky is so worried about—though I’m actually just a melancholy, iPod-listening semi-professional, and pretty happy to wallow in this existence when “Cry to Me” is the soundtrack.

Anyway, that’s when I got a text from Ben himself. He wanted to make sure I’d seen that Sun-Times sports columnist Rick Telander had quoted me.