Watched this on the flight home yesterday. It was very good and taught me a lot about Yogi Berra (including how he got his nickname - cool story). Like many of the people this documentary talks about it, I didn't realize how great a ball player Berra was. I knew he was a 10 time World Series champ but those Yankees teams were stacked back then so I guess I just figured he was along for the ride. Three MVPs in a decade (especially when you'd have to think that some writers outside the tri-state area have a subconscious anti-New York bias) was news to me (shame on me for not knowing) and his stats and reliability (again, especially for a catcher) were impressive.
Yogi wasn't just the cute, cuddly wordsmith (the modern day Ben Franklin) or prolific pitchman (is there an ad campaign he ever turned down?). He could play ball. And this documentary opened my eyes to that fact.
Yogi wasn't just the cute, cuddly wordsmith (the modern day Ben Franklin) or prolific pitchman (is there an ad campaign he ever turned down?). He could play ball. And this documentary opened my eyes to that fact.