Only Tony La Russa doesn't believe it. He can't believe it. Nobody in baseball history has managed the way Tony La Russa manages, certainly not for very long. The over-managers and micromanagers tend to burn out quickly. But for 33 years Tony La Russa has managed every game—a cold April night in Chicago, a windy June afternoon in Oakland, a sweltering August afternoon in St. Louis, a Game 7 of the World Series—as if it were the last game of the season and the last game of his life. Change the pitcher. Send in the pinch hitter. Start the runner. The game is always there to be won. La Russa has tried everything to win it.