The biggest, goofiest guy on the PawSox got traded the other day. That would be Bausher. He wasn't a great pitcher, but he always looked... happy. He could have been a violent prick for all I know, but whenever he was walking out to the bullpen, I just wanted to climb onto his back and play Horserace.
I will always remember how he used to lay a towel down on the bullpen wall and rest his arms on it as he watched the game. Like an old lady. I hope he gets to play some ball for the Reds.