Bryan Price was not a happy person on Monday afternoon. The day before, the Reds manager had seen his team lose its fourth straight game, and seventh in its past eight.

But it wasn’t just his team losing that bothered Price, it was the possibility that other teams were gaining valuable intelligence about the Reds — intel gleaned from Cincinnati’s own beat writers. And when Price got into it with one of those writers about reports on an absent player, the manager lost any semblance of his cool.

With his 77 F-bomb rant, Cincinnati Reds manager Bryan Price joins the pantheon of epic manager meltdowns. Here are some of the best, including the legendary Tommy Lasorda. (Jason Aldag/The Washington Post)

In front of a gaggle of local reporters, but after camera crews had left the Reds’ locker room, Price embarked on what was described by C. Trent Rosecrans of the Cincinnati Enquirer as a “five-minute, 34-second expletive-filled tirade.” The Enquirer published Price’s comments (in a censored format), and a quick search reveals 77 F-bombs, as well as many other profanities.

Price was particularly irked about an Enquirer report that Devin Mesorasco had not come up in a pinch-hitting situation on Sunday not just because the manager had chosen to leave him on the bench, as Price had insinuated, but because the catcher was not with the team at all. The manager was also angered that one of his players had learned of a demotion to the minors from an Enquirer report before Price had had a chance to give him the news in person. From the Enquirer:

“We don’t need to know that Tucker Barnhart’s in the f****** airport when we haven’t spoken to Kyle Skipworth. I think we owe that f******* kid the right to be called and told that he’s going to be sent down as opposed to reading that Tucker Barnhart is on his way from Louisville. …
“Has it always been this way where we just tell f****** everybody everything? So every f****** opponent we have has to know exactly what we have. Which f****** relievers are available, which guys are here and which guys aren’t here, when they can play, and what they can do. It’s nobody’s f****** business. It’s certainly not the opponent’s business. We have to deal with this f****** b*******.”

And that was just at the start of the rant. Here’s some more:

“Your job is not to sniff out every f****** thing about the Reds and f****** put it out there for every other f****** guy to hear. It’s not your job. You want me to be candid with you? I’ve been candid with you. I f****** talk to you guys like men, I tell you what the f***’s going on with the team, I tell you how I’m feeling as candidly as I can and then this s***? You’ve got to watch this f****** s***? I’ve got to f****** read that on a f****** Tweet on our own people in here that we don’t have a f****** player? How the f*** does that benefit the Reds? It doesn’t benefit us one f****** bit. God **** we try to go out there and win f****** games and I got to come in here and then you guys f****** blow it all over the f****** place? Who we can play? Who we can’t? I’ll tell you what you want to know, I’m not going to f****** lie to you. I didn’t tell you f****** s***.”

Remarkably, there was plenty more where that came from, in what might be the most charged baseball manager-media moment since Hal McRae’s memorable tirade in 1993. Price’s mood might not improve much, if and when he discovers the size of his possible fine for that performance.

At the very least, Price is highly likely to be called into the office of a Reds executive, who will explain to the manager that the role of reporters is not to help the team, but to discover as many facts as they can about it. It might also be explained to Price that reporters do this to satisfy the demands of all the fans intensely interested in the team, and it is that intense interest that makes it possible to pay Price many millions of dollars.

In happier news for Price, his Reds beat the Brewers on Monday evening, 6-1. The Enquirer reported on that, as well.

Update, 12:30 a.m.: We have audio!