Sorry to read about ex-Giant Rod Beck's death. Despite being nicknamed "The Shooter", we always called him "The Stopper". Can recall watching him on tv and in person in any number of crucial late innings. He would glare at the batter like some Viking confronting a cornered, gutless terrorist, exhale and puff out his Fu Manchu moustaches, shake his wispy hair, and then the world felt safe again. The Stopper was on the mound, and those weasel-ass Dodgers, Marlins, etc. were ground meat.
Come to think of it, he reminded me often of the Predator in those movies. And he spent a lot of his off-the-mound time working with sick children. Rod Beck. A "real' ballplayer.