Yogi Berra left our world, the news show told me this morning.
To generations of New Yorkers, the man born Lawrence Peter Berra on May 12, 1925 was forever endearing.
For the way he looked, squatted square behind home plate with the gated mask over that likeable mug and lefty stance dangerously over that same plate. For the way he talked, a pleasing Italian-life-taught-tangle of words tumbling from his brain in such intriguing and entertaining strings of thought that they had to be named. Yes, Yogi-isms were born. You can look ’em up. For the way he acted, a caring sort devoted to his wife Carmen and their home in New Jersey, married to her 65 years before she passed in 2014, proud parents to children Larry, Time and Dale, Dale himself briefly a major-leaguer with the Pittsburgh Pirates.
Ah, yes, team loyalt. Yogi was a New York Yankee, yes, as a player and manager twice and Hall of Famer inducted in 1972. But, too, at the tail end of his career, he was also a member of my squad growing up, the New York Mets. And he managed them, too, in the year they reached the World Series the unlikely second time, 1973. And so he was able to win over the whole dang Big Apple.
The rest of the country, they likely caught on as much for those Yogi-isms as his career faded into memory.
My personal favorite is the one where Yogi told the waitress to cut his pizza pie into four slices because he couldn’t eat six. He’s the one who nobody goes to a certain joint anymore because it’s too crowded.
How wise was Yogi?
You can observe a lot by just watching.
It’s deja vu all over again.
It ain’t over ’til it’s over.
The Yogi Berra Museum announced that he died with a Tweet at 2 a.m. Yes, his grasp had reached all generations.
To honor Yogi this morning, enjoy his sayings from Brainy Quote.
And a here’s YouTube clip featuring two vintage black-and-white TV commercials, for those of you unfamiliar with his voice and mannerisms. Yeah, in the 1960s, Yogi pitched Camel cigarettes. And after that, he talked with a cat for Puss N Boots pet food.
Are you fond of a particular Yogi Berra story to share? Do use any Yogi-isms in your life? Which is your favorite Yogi saying, and why?