Terry Francona reminds me of a good boss I once had.
I worked in a shipping office for a wholesale nursery. Our boss, Jim, was a man who wasn't afraid to yell, who took our job seriously but not life, overall, too seriously, and who used colorful language freely. Why was Jim a great boss? Jim always had our backs. If something ever went wrong, Jim never threw any of us under the bus to his superiors. He always took full responsibility on himself.
Once I tagged a whole flat of plants with the wrong tags. I came into the shipping office sheepishly, and looked at Jim.