If you get a chance, go see “It Ain’t Over,” the wonderful new film about the Yogi Berra.
He was a happy man who spread joy and positivity wherever he went. Oh, and wherever he went, he won.
It’s a documentary, but don’t let that chase you away. It’s not some dull PBS offering. It’s a happy film. The premise of the movie is how Berra’s persona and his Yogisms obscured just how incredible of a baseball player he really was.
In a seven-year period between 1950 and 1956 he won the MVP three times, finished second twice, third once, and fourth once. That’s Mike Trout-like domination.
In 1954, the second of his three MVP seasons, Berra batted .307, drove in 125 runs. He struck out just twenty-nine times. That’s almost hard to believe. Just twenty-nine strikeouts in an entire year. That’s a week for Joey Gallo. In fact, the most Berra ever struck out in a season was 38 times.
He was an 18-time All-Star and won the World Series ten times, more than any other player in history. Only one player has more MVPs in history—Barry Bond—and he didn’t do it legitimately.
But all that was overshadowed by his larger than life comic persona. He was hired to manage the NY Yankees in 1964, a year after he retired. The newspapers were relentless, saying he was a clown, a buffoon. Yes, all he did was lead the Yankees to the World Series. They lost in Game 7. He was immediately fired.
He was hired by the Mets to coach, then eventually manage. His first year as Mets manager, he took the team to the World Series. They lost in seven games. He was fired two years later. Only to be hired by the Yankees again. And fired again. Because, well, George Steinbrenner.
The movie will not just make you appreciate how great Berra really was as a ballplayer, but as a human being. At the risk of being sappy, it makes you feel good about baseball and about the goodness of a life well lived.
It’s a wonderful movie. Do yourself a favor and see it.
Oh, and the Rangers apparently have only one reliable bullpen arm.