Category Archives: Yogi Berra


There are two more players on the Hall Of Fame ballot (in addition to Ken Griffey Jr – see previous post  I think should be elected making it a trio of inductees as we saw last year (see the full list of candidates here). The first is a relief pitcher who held the record for career saves until someone named Rivera came along and the second is a catcher who hit the most home runs ever for a player at that position. Continue reading


Just a quick follow up on yesterday’s post only because I think it kind of puts everything in perspective when we assess the return value that Baseball Clubs are getting today versus what they are paying out.

The highest yearly salary rip-yogi-berra-L-2mSJWdYogi Berra made in his entire career was $65,000. I did some research and found that this translates into about $570,000 in today’s dollars. That figure is virtually the same as the minimum salary for Major League players today. In case you are wondering, the average Major League salary today is $4 million.

Understand, I don’t consider myself one of those who rattle the sword and say that Baseball is being ruined by the almighty dollar with profit seekers coming from everywhere ( owners, players, agents, TV, etc.). I’m not that jaded (yet).

But, idon’t you think these numbers are a bit skewed when you consider that Berra won ten World Championships while Mike Trout, Max Scherzer, Bryce Harper, and Mike Stanton have yet to win one.

It’s just another way of saying…………Yogi Berra was a special kind of ballplayer who collected World Series  Rings like some of these guys collect Gatorade commercials and endorsements.

And now that I think about it, maybe that’s why Yogi and Derek Jeter became such good friends……because each understood the inner gratification that stems from winning when you play a professional sport.


More than a Hall Of Fame pro baseball player, Yogi Berra like my Dad and maybe yours were men who personified what journalist Tom Brokaw called the Greatest Generation.MTMzMjMxMzA1Mjc3MDg0OTQ2 These were men whoyogi berra with father put their life aside ( Berra was drafted by the Yankees in 1943) to enlist and serve their country during World War Two.  As a teenager, he enlisted in the U.S. navy and Served as a gunners mate protecting soldiers and marines landing ashore on D-Day. These were men who would return home and somehow pick up where they left off and resume life. They would marry ( once and forever almost always), begin a workmanlike career, have children, raise them, and serve their family with virtually no personal rewards except perhaps the inner satisfaction they held for a “life well done”.

This was Yogi Berra. These were the fathers of the Greatest Generation. They spawned the Baby Boomers. That was me and perhaps many of you. We swept through the fifties and sixties unaware of the sacrifices made by our fathers and mothers – and perhaps even sneered at the sacrifices still being made by men too young to die (Vietnam). These were turbulent times.

However, YogI Berra was the catcher for the New York Yankees though and he (still) had a job to do. And, he did it well…..Ten World Championships. Say no more – he was a proven winner with a track record that will never be challenged ever in the future. And for this, he was paid a mere pittance by today’s standards (Mickey Mantle earned  100K at the height of his career).The rest of the team relied on and played for “bonus” money for winning the World Series. He didn’t care – he simply did his job as the everyday catcher for the Yankees.

Following his retirement from baseball, Yogi established a museum in New Jersey and started a second career in Baseball as a unnamed but invaluable-a5e6add3b4db5083 Ambassador for MLB. Following DiMaggio and Mickey Mantle’s death, he became the singular attraction of every Yankee Old Timers Day. His terse but effective “Yogiisms” became part of the American fabric and culture. Yogi Berra, like most of the Greatest Generation (quietly) simplified life and boiled it down to what really matters. And all through it all, he maintained a sense of humor and wit that marks him as a true American icon. Rest in peace Yogi, you did good.