http://nypost.com/2015/09/23/yankees-legend-yogi-berra-dead-at-90/
RIP to one of the greats of the game and a true original.
RIP to one of the greats of the game and a true original.
Soxfan in Fla said:Career high for a season was 38 K's. There are guys that do that in a month.
Your team is in a pennant race, Coup. You're 68 instead of 8 years old. Cheer up. You have a good 10-20 years left unless the Yankee bullpen gives you a heart attack over the next six weeks.Couperin47 said:I actually saw much of his career, on top of everything else, he was an amazing bad ball hitter. My heroes when I was 8 were Yogi and Moose (the original, as in Skowron). He owned virtually every post season record until 'post season' went from a maximum of 7 games to what it is today. Now the only links left to those teams are Whitey and Larson, and I'm feeling very old this evening...
It was real. They fixed it. But it's real.Couperin47 said:That cannot be real, I have zero doubt the Vegas Sun may have staff that stupid, but the body of the story is a direct reprint of the standard AP article and the folks at Associated Press are still competent so this is a fraud.
I love this post. Brings back a lot of memories for us old-timers. Parents teaching us how to love a team. NYC baseball in the 1950s. Those three old ballparks.Zupcic Fan said:one of the first things my father ever taught me was to hate the Yankees, but this guy was impossible to hate. I still remember coming home from school and finding out that the Dodgers were getting killed in game 7 of the 1956 World Series, and seeing a piece of paper my mother was writing on when watching the game, with things like "shit, Yogi again" on it. I think he hit a few home runs that game, and the Yankees won something like 9 or 10 to nothing. If I remember right, Newcomb got shelled. But through all those hate the Yankee years, this guy was impossible not to like.
And growing up in North Jersey and driving frequently to the great Rutts Hut, there was always the Rizzuto-Berra bowling Lanes to pass.
I loved those times. And with all my many baseball fan transmutations over the years, I have never loved any sports team like I loved the Brooklyn Dodgers as a kid, and I never loved baseball like I did when all three teams were in New York. We were Dodger fans with night time season tickets to the Giants and the Polo Grounds (which was a half hour away) and I sat and watched the greatness of the young Willie Mays and all those amazing Dodger-Giant games and Dodger Yankee World Series. This is a sad day. But what a great life and what a great player.
E5 Yaz said:It had to happen
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I share the love. I grew up in the Hartford area. My older brother was a Yankees fan, all my friends were Red Sox fans, but I followed the Dodgers religiously. My father took me to Ebbets Field once, I'll never forget it. I can still remember the 1955 Dodgers roster, the regulars anyway, and the catch that Sandy Amoros made in that 1955 World Series I'll never forget. There were a lot of Yankees from that era who were hard to hate, really .... The Giants were more villainous. But Yogi stood out as the most lovable of a really great bunch of ball players. RIP Yogi.terrynever said:I love this post. Brings back a lot of memories for us old-timers. Parents teaching us how to love a team. NYC baseball in the 1950s. Those three old ballparks.
Yogi hit 2 homers off Newcombe in a 9-0 win. Didn't even have to look it up. Can't remember recent stuff but those 1950s stats are still in the front of my brain.
Yogi was at a function on a hot and humid night at which Mayor La Guardia's wife was also present. Mrs. La G. said to Yogi "you look cool tonight." Yogi retorted "You don't look so hot yourself."SoxJox said:Today's USA Today has this list of the 50 greatest "Yogi-isms".
1. When you come to a fork in the road, take it.
2. You can observe a lot by just watching.
3. It ain’t over till it’s over.
4. It’s like déjà vu all over again.
5. No one goes there nowadays, it’s too crowded.
6. Baseball is 90% mental and the other half is physical.
7. A nickel ain’t worth a dime anymore.
8. Always go to other people’s funerals, otherwise they won’t come to yours.
9. We made too many wrong mistakes.
10. Congratulations. I knew the record would stand until it was broken.
11. You better cut the pizza in four pieces because I’m not hungry enough to eat six.
12. You wouldn’t have won if we’d beaten you.
13. I usually take a two-hour nap from one to four.
14. Never answer an anonymous letter.
15. Slump? I ain’t in no slump… I just ain’t hitting.
16. How can you think and hit at the same time?
17. The future ain’t what it used to be.
18. I tell the kids, somebody’s gotta win, somebody’s gotta lose. Just don’t fight about it. Just try to get better.
19. It gets late early out here.
20. If the people don’t want to come out to the ballpark, nobody’s going to stop them.
21. We have deep depth.
22. Pair up in threes.
23. Why buy good luggage, you only use it when you travel.
24. You’ve got to be very careful if you don’t know where you are going, because you might not get there.
25. All pitchers are liars or crybabies.
26. Even Napoleon had his Watergate.
27. Bill Dickey is learning me his experience.
28. He hits from both sides of the plate. He’s amphibious.
29. It was impossible to get a conversation going, everybody was talking too much.
30. I can see how he (Sandy Koufax) won twenty-five games. What I don’t understand is how he lost five.
31. I don’t know (if they were men or women fans running naked across the field). They had bags over their heads.
32. I’m a lucky guy and I’m happy to be with the Yankees. And I want to thank everyone for making this night necessary.
33. I’m not going to buy my kids an encyclopedia. Let them walk to school like I did.
34. In baseball, you don’t know nothing.
35. I never blame myself when I’m not hitting. I just blame the bat and if it keeps up, I change bats. After all, if I know it isn’t my fault that I’m not hitting, how can I get mad at myself?
36. I never said most of the things I said.
37. It ain’t the heat, it’s the humility.
38. If you ask me anything I don’t know, I’m not going to answer.
39. I wish everybody had the drive he (Joe DiMaggio) had. He never did anything wrong on the field. I’d never seen him dive for a ball, everything was a chest-high catch, and he never walked off the field.
40. So I’m ugly. I never saw anyone hit with his face.
41. Take it with a grin of salt.
42. (On the 1973 Mets) We were overwhelming underdogs.
43. The towels were so thick there I could hardly close my suitcase.
44. Little League baseball is a very good thing because it keeps the parents off the streets.
45. Mickey Mantle was a very good golfer, but we weren’t allowed to play golf during the season; only at spring training.
46. You don’t have to swing hard to hit a home run. If you got the timing, it’ll go.
47. I’m lucky. Usually you’re dead to get your own museum, but I’m still alive to see mine.
48. If I didn’t make it in baseball, I won’t have made it workin’. I didn’t like to work.
49. If the world were perfect, it wouldn’t be.
50. A lot of guys go, ‘Hey, Yog, say a Yogi-ism.’ I tell ’em, ‘I don’t know any.’ They want me to make one up. I don’t make ’em up. I don’t even know when I say it. They’re the truth. And it is the truth. I don’t know.
Yes, Sandy Amoros caught that bid for a double. He had just been put in for defense. Had he been right-handed, Sandy doesn't catch the ball, two runs score and I think the game is tied. Roger Kahn made those Dodger teams live forever with some of the greatest writing ever associated with a sports team. My closest connection to them was interviewing Clem Labine, a Rhode Island native from Woonsocket. He pitched a 1-0 shutout in the 1956 series.Zupcic Fan said:Koufax and TerryNever. Yes, it's amazing the memories this brings back. Koufax, same with me---one trip to Ebbets Field. Never forget it. Maybe 200 to the Polo Grounds. Unlike you, I never hated the Giants (was too young to remember 1951---which to his death my father called one of the 5 worst days of his life). Correct me. If I'm wrong, but didn't Yogi hit the ball that Amaros caught? Ironic, too, because the one and only position where the 55 and 56 Dodgers did not have a great player was left field. One of my favorite baseball stories ever is that after that great game 7 in 55 the Dodgers got on the big Dodger bus and were a bit down cause the bus worked its way through Manhattan getting very little attention. Then, it crossed the Brooklyn Bridge, and 2 million people were waiting for it!
BestGameEvah said:I met him too, in Ft. Lauderdale, one Spring Training.
Full circle.....Yogi made his MLB debut, September 22, 1946, 69 years to the day, before his death.