Whether celebrating the life of Yogi Berra has anything to do with ethics is debatable, I guess, but I feel ethically obligated to note his passing.
My father loved him: next to Ted Williams, who had the added enhancement of being a two war veteran and war hero, Yogi was Dad’s favorite athlete even though he hated the Yankees almost as much as I do. [ CORRECTION: I am reminded by reader John Condray that Yogi was also a war hero, “serving on the LCSS (dubbed “Landing Craft, Suicide Squad” by sailors since they operated in harm’s way). He was at D-Day & the Anvil landings in southern France – where he was grazed by a bullet from a Nazi machine gun.” I’m sure Dad knew that, and I should have.]
Berra was a unique and successful baseball player, a Hall of Fame catcher, and that rarity, a completely benign and welcome presence, always. A poor kid from a St.Louis Italian-American ghetto, he managed to project himself as a nice guy who was grateful to be able to make a living playing a kids game, and who never felt superior to anyone. He was an 8th grade drop-out, and always happy to play the fool, but those who knew him realized quickly that Yogi Berra was as witty and savvy as he was modest. If anyone didn’t like Lawrence Peter Berra, he or she never had the guts to say so in public. He really appears to be just as nice, honest and modest a man as he seemed to be.
Maybe that’s what Yogi Berra’s life has to do with ethics. He had a successful and long lasting marriage to his wife Carmen, successfully raised a family, was in public life for six decades without saying a mean word against anyone, entertained and thrilled millions of baseball fans, was the epitome of a professional, and left the world richer for his being in it.
You don’t get much more ethical than that.
You can read more about Berra here and here; his statistics are here. As you may know, Berra’s talent for coming up with funny quotes, many of which were deceptively wise and showed a deft sense of internal irony and word play, became as celebrated as his baseball achievements. Today those quotes are everywhere, including some that he may not have said. As Yogi did say once, “Half the lies they tell about me aren’t true.”
Below are 25 of my personal favorites. Some of them make me laugh every time I read them.
What a great life.
1. “It ain’t over till it’s over.”
2. “It’s deja vu all over again.”
3. “I usually take a two-hour nap from 1 to 4.”
4. “Never answer an anonymous letter.”
5. “You can observe a lot by watching.”
6. “The future ain’t what it used to be.”
7. “If you don’t know where you are going, you might wind up someplace else.”
8. “It gets late early out here.”
9. “If the people don’t want to come out to the ballpark, nobody’s going to stop them.”
10. “Why buy good luggage, you only use it when you travel.”
11. “Nobody goes there anymore. It’s too crowded.”
12. “A nickel ain’t worth a dime anymore.”
13. “I don’t know [if they were men or women fans running naked across the field]. They had bags over their heads.”
14. [In a speech to fans on Yogi Berra Night in Yankee Stadium] ”And I want to thank everyone for making this night necessary.”
15. “I’m not going to buy my kids an encyclopedia. Let them walk to school like I did.”
16. [After being asked what time it was] “You mean now?”
17. “Little things are big.”
18. “I never said most of the things I said.”
19. “It ain’t the heat, it’s the humility.”
20. “I think Little League is wonderful. It keeps the kids out of the house.”
21. “So I’m ugly. I never saw anyone hit with his face.”
22. “The towels were so thick there I could hardly close my suitcase.”
23. “You should always go to other people’s funerals, otherwise, they won’t come to yours.” (Yogi’s best ever, in my opinion.)
24. “When you come to a fork in the road, take it.”
25. [When asked what he would like to have as his epitaph] “That’s easy. ‘It’s Over.’
Yes, it’s over.
Sigh.

Reading about Yogi makes me think of two things.
Pete Rose should never ever share the HOF with such a great ball player and wonderful human being.
And that 339/396 ballots by the BBWAA voted him into the HOF , who were the 57 IDIOTS who voted no and where they kicked out of the BBWAA?
Smart man. Smart player. Good manager. Real gentleman.
Thank you. Yogi will always be one of my favorite ballplayers (or perhaps I should say, more generally, favorite baseball men). Truly, he was one of those guys about who it was effortlessly easy (maybe even instinctive, but in any case, automatic) to wish he would live with us forever (and forever adding to his many forever memorable, quotable, hilarious sayings).
Rest in Peace, Yogi. I wish you well in that great diamond in the sky.
jvb
PS: Yes, he was a real gentleman. We need more of them.
Having been born in 1951 and not living in metropolitan New York, as a kid I only knew Yogi as a bit of a buffoon who had jumped into Don Larson’s arms and as a childhood sidekick of Joe Garagiola (and as the progenitor of a Hanna and Barbera cartoon character). I think we too often fail to realize what an accomplished hitter Yogi was. An article I read yesterday listed all the most hits records he holds for World Series, all of which I’m pretty sure will never be broken. Who’s ever going to play in ten world series again? So, all the delightful levity aside, Yogi was incredibly skilled at the most difficult thing in sports. Plus, he was in that neat generation of Italian American kids that dominated U.S. professional sports in the post war years, a really unique phenomenon.
From George Will:
DiMaggio was “Big Dago” to his teammates. Yogi was “Little Dago” and became the nation’s most beloved sports figure. As Yogi said when Catholic Dublin elected a Jewish mayor, “Only in America.”
Thanks Jack, Thanks George, and Thanks Yog.
correction: win ten world series. play in fourteen.
And what, pray tell, is wrong with the names “Lawrence Peter”, apart from having them the wrong way around?
Nothing at all. “Yogi” is a funny nickname, and I’m sure someplace there’s a an explanation for what was supposed to refer to. He was a short, squat, chunky guy with a 5-O’clock shadow, ears that stuck out and a big nose (but warm, kind eyes.) Why that says “Yogi” I don’t know.
He as a nice guy. Damned few of ’em left. Personally, I hope I’m one of ’em, but I’m not the one to judge, either. But I know for sure that he was.