At this point, you’ve read Bryan Price’s incredibly profane rant against . . . basic tenets of journalism, I guess.

C. Trent Rosecrans, the target of Price’s abuse, sums up the damage:

The final tally was 77 uses of the “F” word or a variant and 11 uses of a vulgar term for feces (two bovine, one equine).

(It’s too bad the Pulitzers were awarded yesterday, because that sentence would’ve been a contender.)

Price was ostensibly angry about the fact that the Enquirer reported that Devin Mesoraco was not in the stadium for Sunday’s game with the Cardinals.

Price also complained that Rosecrans tweeted that he was on the same Cincinnati-to-St. Louis flight as Mesoraco and fellow catcher Tucker Barnhart. Price was upset that “news” broke before he’d told Kyle Skipworth that he’d be returning to the minors with Barnhart’s callup.

Price’s rant is misguided for so many reasons. Having spent 30 years in pro baseball, it’s baffling that he thinks that the beat writers are under some obligation to help the Reds win ball games. It’s baffling that Price thinks the Mesoraco news leaking – after Sunday’s game was over — somehow hurt the team.  (Was he planning to keep up the charade for the Milwaukee series — building some sort of Mesoraco scarecrow in the dugout?)

And it’s baffling that he didn’t find the time to tell Skipworth that he was being demoted after Wednesday’s game, or any time during Thursday’s off day, yet Tucker Barnhart got the news that he was supposed to fly to St. Louis.

What’s really happening, obviously, is that the Reds had lost four straight games and seven of their last eight, and Bryan Price was taking out his frustrations on Trent Rosecrans. But a grown man dropping 77 f-bombs in five and a half minutes? That doesn’t scream “cool under pressure,” and it’s not the behavior you’d want from the man hired to manage your multi-million dollar business. As I wrote on Twitter, Price thought he was expressing one message, but what he was really saying is “This job is too big for me.”

I don’t see this as a completely isolated incident. No, Bryan Price doesn’t usually go nuts on reporters. By all accounts, he’s a candid, pleasant, and genuine guy. I’m sure he’s mortified and will apologize — publicly or privately — today. But the decision-making flaws that led him to this on-the-record tirade are the same ones we see during games: Price got caught up in circumstances, was unable to diagnose his real problem, and chose a course that led to a very bad outcome.

Now that the audio tape is released, his rant will join Tommy Lasorda and Lee Elia’s in the ranks of all-time manager rants. But unfortunately for Price, his tirade is more like the latter’s. When Tommy went off, it was more or less another day in the life of a fiery, profane, but Hall of Fame-level manager. Before the rant’s even over, Lasorda has apologized to the reporter multiple times and the reporter is laughing about the incident. Elia, on the other hand, was an overwhelmed manager of a bad team, going absolutely haywire about something that shouldn’t even be on his radar. Elia would be fired by the end of that season. Price isn’t at Elia-level madness at the start of the tape, but he gets himself worked up, and he expresses himself, philosophically and linguistically, in ways that simply can’t reflect his true thinking.

Monday afternoon, Bryan Price said that he’s “just . . . f***ing p***ing up a rope in this f***ing business.”

I rooted for him to get the manager’s job, and I don’t think this is a firing offense, but I’m more and more worried that he’s right.