Reds fans don’t throw around “Nasty Boys” like it’s a cute nickname you slap on any bullpen that can protect a two-run lead. That label is sacred territory in Cincinnati — the kind of thing you earn by turning the last three innings into a hostage situation.
Rob Dibble, Norm Charlton, and Randy Myers didn’t just pitch well in 1990. They changed the geometry of a game. They were loud, nasty, fearless, and they helped power a championship run by making opponents feel like the game ended after six innings.
No one is suggesting the 2026 Reds will create another group of players that will have all of that success together (a 2.