My earliest memory of George Foreman is from a TV commercial in 1991 advertising his bout with Jimmy Ellis. I remember it very clearly.
It starts with Foreman in a full gray sweatsuit, jogging through the streets with his face buried somewhere deep in his hood. He lumbers past a man who reaches up to hand him a cup of water while cheering him on. Next he passes through an open air fruit market where a vendor hands him an apple. Classic stuff, really. Straight out of a Rocky montage. Then the comedy sets in.
An old woman in a bakery hands him a cupcake, which he cheerfully scarfs down without ever breaking stride.