In a world where million-dollar contracts and flashy endorsements often overshadow real human connections, even the most stoic sluggers aren’t immune to heartbreak. The ex-Yankees star, once hailed as the golden boy of the Bronx, now finds himself in a rare moment of public vulnerability. No swing, no stat, no spotlight could soften this blow. When someone close to you passes away, only you can understand the pain. On the 29th of April, the MLB world lost one of its beloved agents, Scott Pucino, as he passed away at the age of 71 at his home in Green Oaks, Illinois.

This news, first reported by Octagon Baseball, hit ex-New York Yankees player Gleyber Torres very hard, and he expressed his pain through his Instagram story. Torres posted a photo of Scott Pucino standing in front of a poster of Torres. He wrote, “Love Pucino. Thank you for everything. Rest in Peace.” Torres was very close to Pucino from the start of his career. He played a significant role in managing Torres’s professional affairs during his early MLB career.

Their professional relationship was marked by Pucino’s guidance and support as Torres navigated the complexities of MLB. Pucino was known for more than just his contract negotiations; he was known for his mentorship and dedication to his clients’ overall well-being.

In an industry built on stats and salaries, it’s easy to forget the human stories hidden behind the spreadsheets. But moments like these remind us: even million-dollar careers are guided by hearts, not just hands. For Torres, this wasn’t just the loss of an agent—it was the loss of a compass. And no contract clause ever prepares you for that kind of grief.

It’s Torres time in Detroit: MLB experience meets aggressive youth

Every MLB clubhouse has its noise—the speakers, the swagger, the stats. But Detroit’s dugout has found something rarer: quiet command wrapped in pinstripe scars and postseason grit. There’s no press conference for wisdom, no highlight reel for hustle talks in hitters meetings. Yet, somehow, the youngest team in the American League is playing like it’s been here before. Must be something-or—or someone—they picked up this offseason.

Gleyber Torres has quietly become the Tigers’ cerebral spark in pregame hitters meetings. With eight MLB seasons under his belt, his wisdom resonates deeply in the young Detroit clubhouse. He offers precise, battle-tested insights, shaped by years under New York’s brightest and harshest spotlight. Torres reads pitchers like well-worn novels, flipping through a mental Rolodex of sharp, strategic notes.

Since signing with Detroit, Torres has embraced a bold, fast-paced base-running transformation. Gone are the cautious strides—now he sprints with intent, taking extra bases at a 71.4% clip. Third-base coach Joey Cora sparked the change, urging Torres to run hard and think aggressively. The result? A sharper, more daring version of Torres that mirrors Detroit’s scrappy, relentless identity.

Off the field, Torres has woven himself smoothly into the fabric of Detroit’s youthful clubhouse. He’s formed a natural bond with Javier Baez, exchanging insights before and after each at-bat. Torres’ calm, steady demeanor offers a compass for teammates navigating the grind of a long season. Despite lingering defensive flaws, his reliable presence at the plate provides consistency in the Tigers’ lineup. Now a model of professionalism, he fuels the Detroit Tigers‘ surge toward the top of the American League.

In a clubhouse full of potential, Torres isn’t shouting—he’s steering. Call it leadership by low volume, high impact. While others chase launch angles and likes, he’s busy building culture the old-fashioned way: by showing up and knowing stuff. Detroit didn’t just sign a bat—they accidentally signed a backbone.