He retired from managing in 1996 after a cardiac scare that absolutely, positively had nothing to do with his massive in-game blintz consumption. Since then, he has jiggled to and fro as one of baseball's self-appointed goodwill ambassadors, even starring in a series of commercials targeted at twentysomethings who don't watch the playoffs (because really, is there a better candidate for that gig than an arthritic old dude 10 years removed from the field?). The game is much richer for his presence—just ask him.
