Where Am I Going? And Why Am I in a Handbasket?

The Red Sox have a new chaplain. The way I understand it, he isn't an employee of the club but more of a groupie, if you like. His job is to offer prayer service when the club is in town. And that's cool. A lot of these guys are deeply religious and baseball certainly isn't an easy life. It's probably greatly appreciated. Don't try to force your way of thinking on somebody else (being the son of missionaries, Happy probably has a bit of that in him but I forgive him--and digress) and we'll get along fine. My point: If there's a better name for a minister than Bland Mason, then I can't possibly think of what it could be.