Who out there did not slap these bad boys on your notebooks next to the hand written, yet decorative, Randy Rhodes Lives!
As much as I like Mr. Redlegs, this is my guy.
The Reds Running Man.
Mascot of the 1975, 1976 and 1990 World Series Champions.
The Running Man that watched over the blossoming of Barry.
The cannon throws from Bench.
The slick fielding of Morgan.
The epic chops known as sideburns on Griffey and Foster.
The dominance of Soto.
The fireballs of Rijo.
The mullet of Dibble.
The pivots of Concepcion.
The record breaking hit from Rose.
The destruction of Ray Fosse's career in one slide.
The no hits for you of Seaver.
The homers from Davis.
The poop from Schotzie.
That guy.
Plus the bad ass color stripes make me feel good. Soooooo good.
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