Yogi Berra is a legendary baseball nice guy. I have nothing against him. It is, however, hard to argue that a man who is in the Baseball Hall of Fame, has had his number retired, has his own museum, has had his face on a US postage stamp, received the Presidential Metal of Freedom, spent decades appearing in television commercials and will always have his yogi-isms quoted as being underappreciated. That is what "It Ain't Over" tries to argue. The movie starts off talking about how in 2015 25 million MLB fans voted for who they believed were the four greatest living players. Yogi didn't make the list. The movie argues that he should have been. Fine, I won't argue that. But if Yogi were to be one of the four then that means one of the other players, Hank Aaron, Johnny Bench, Sandy Cofax and Willie Mays, would fall off the list. Which one should Yogi have replaced? "It Ain't Over" doesn't address that question.
Review of It Ain't Over
