Lawrence Peter “Yogi” Berra (1925 – 2015) was a professional baseball catcher who later took on the roles of manager and coach. He quit school after the 8th grade. Berra played 19 seasons in Major League Baseball (1946–1963, 1965), all but the last for the New York Yankees. He was an 18-time All-Star and won 10 World Series championships as a player—more than any other player in MLB history. He had a career batting average of .285, hit 358 home runs and had 1,430 runs batted in. He is one of only six players to win the American League Most Valuable Player Award three times, is widely regarded as one of the greatest catchers in baseball history,. and was elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame in 1972. He was also known and loved for his malapropisms as well as pithy and paradoxical statements.
When you come to a fork in the road…. take it.
You can observe a lot by just watching.
It ain’t over till it’s over.
We made too many wrong mistakes.
No one goes there nowadays; it’s too crowded.
I always thought the record would stand until it was broken.
Love is the most important thing in the world, but baseball is pretty good, too.
In theory there is no difference between theory and practice. In practice there is.”
Pair up in threes.
You’ve got to be very careful if you don’t know where you are going, because you might not get there.
The future ain’t what it used to be.
I usually take a two-hour nap from 1 to 4.
If the world was perfect, it wouldn’t be.
You don’t have to swing hard to hit a home run. If you got the timing, it’ll go.
Ninety percent of the game is half mental.
Baseball is 90% mental, and the other half is physical.
Never answer an anonymous letter.
Why buy good luggage? You only use it when you travel.
Take it with a grin of salt.
It gets late early out here.
I never said most of the things I said.
It’s like déjà vu all over again.
A nickel ain’t worth a dime anymore.
Always go to other people’s funerals, otherwise they won’t come to yours.
You better cut the pizza in four pieces because I’m not hungry enough to eat six.
You wouldn’t have won if we’d beaten you.
Slump? I ain’t in no slump… I just ain’t hitting.
How can you think and hit at the same time?
If the people don’t want to come out to the ballpark, nobody’s going to stop them.
We have deep depth.
Even Napoleon had his Watergate.
Bill Dickey is learning me his experience.
He hits from both sides of the plate. He’s amphibious.
It was impossible to get a conversation going, everybody was talking too much.
I don’t know (if they were men or women fans running naked across the field). They had bags over their heads.
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.
I’m not going to buy my kids an encyclopedia. Let them walk to school like I did.
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?
It ain’t the heat, it’s the humility.
If you ask me anything I don’t know, I’m not going to answer.
So, I’m ugly. I never saw anyone hit with his face.
We were overwhelming underdogs.
The towels were so thick there I could hardly close my suitcase.
Little League baseball is a very good thing because it keeps the parents off the streets.
I’m lucky. Usually, you’re dead to get your own museum, but I’m still alive to see mine.
If I didn’t make it in baseball, I won’t have made it workin’. I didn’t like to work.
Pie a la mode, with ice cream.
I wish I had an answer to that because I’m tired of answering that question.
You tell the stupidest questions.