Tautology: noun—needless repetition of an idea
To say I am a fan of Yogi Berra is to put it mildly. I am definitely more than a fan-atic. It is more on the verge of obsession. I quote Yogi (I like to think that we are on first name—well nickname basis), I celebrate his birthday (which is today), I forced my mom to get personalized plates that professes my love for him, I specially ordered a license plate holder with his famous “It’s like déjà vu all over again,” and I have adopted the number eight as my favorite number. My mom jokes about how I could actually marry an octogenarian (well a certain octogenarian anyway) for love rather than money. I laugh at this, but she probably is right.
There is something special about Yogi Berra and his Yogiisms that can cheer me up even when I am in the foulest of moods. The most amusing thing for me to do is to quote Yogi to an unsuspecting “non-Yogi-knowing person.” For example, I will use the most famous of the quotes “It’s like déjà vu all over again,” when the “non-Yogi-knowing person” kindly informs me that it means the same thing. This is when my Academy Award skills take place. I love to keep a straight face and pretend that I had no idea. Why this is hilarious to me is unknown, yet it never gets old.
Happy birthday dearest Yogi. Make sure they cut your birthday cake in four pieces because I don’t think you can eat eight.
P.S. Happy birthday to you, Emma! Congratulations on passing your Dip.
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