When McGee, 43, hung up his cleats in early 2004, he imagined himself in that rarefied last group. His evidence: a gig with ESPN’s Cold Pizza and a sports radio talk show in Orlando, where he also held stakes in a restaurant and a sports complex.

Soon he learned that he was really in with the spread-thin lot. “When you have all this stuff going on, you can’t concentrate on any one thing,” says McGee, still fit at 6’4″ and 220 pounds, over chicken tacos at a lakeside Orlando restaurant. “I was the quintessential jack-of-all, master of none.”

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