Chapter One
Team Player
All I know is we were all teammates, team-first guys, because the team good came before all.
YOU HEAR THE WORDS "team player" all the time, just not in my time. You never heard it on our Yankees teams back when. Never heard of a go-to guy, either. Or someone throwing someone under the bus. Maybe we talked different in the 1950s and ''60s, I don''t know.
This was before e-mails, cell phones, and this blogging thing. This was before people started comparing sports and business all the time. I don''t remember coaches and bosses being control freaks, or managers being micromanagers. When we played there was a bullpen, not a bullpen by committee. To me "at the end of the day" simply meant going to bed. We took risks without having to think outside the box. Now if someone doesn''t get with the program or doesn''t get on the same page, there''s words for that person, too: "Not a team player." I take that to mean a person who doesn''t play in the team spirit and is a potential pain in the neck.
Today''s sayings are different. People always think I make up my own sayings, but they just come out. I don''t know I say them. If you asked me to describe our old Yankees teams, the ones I played on from the late 1940s to the early ''60s, what would I say? I''d say we were pretty good. We won an awful lot. In today''s business talk we''d be called a high-performance work organization.
All I know is we were all teammates, team-first guys, because the team good came before all. I think it was a behavioral thing, what you learn as a kid. Those skills about getting along on the playground translated into the bigger playing field. Sure, our Yankees teams coordinated well with each other. We all accepted our roles and responsibilities. I always say we were like family. Did we have disagreements and times of trouble? What family doesn''t? But we always pulled for each other, trusted each other, counted on each other. That''s what all families and teams should do, but don''t always.
Before I go on, I have to level. This is no self-help book. I''m no expert on mind games. Dizzy Trout, who used to pitch for the Detroit Tigers, used to tell people, "We pitch to Yogi with psychology because Yogi doesn''t know what psychology is." That''s true. To me it was hard to think and hit at the same time. Baseball can be a thinking game-90 percent of it is half mental, I said once-but it''s still not exactly mental science.
Also, this is no how-to or business book. Baseball is huge business, that''s undeniable. Players make small fortunes and teams have luxury taxes. Now there''s a moneyball philosophy that values players based on certain statistics that I don''t ever suspect about knowing. So I''m no business wizard, either.
What I know pretty good, being in and around sports my whole life, is teamwork. That''s being a player on a team who makes a difference, a good difference. You don''t need the most great players, just the most team-first, me-last players. Bill Bradley, the former basketball star and senator, said, "The great player is one who makes the worst player on the team good."
If you ask me, the true best players are those who influence their teammates positively. Joe DiMaggio and Mickey Mantle did it with us in our day. They set examples. They gutted through tough times, never made excuses. Everybody trusted and respected them because, to them, being a good teammate was more important than being a star. The Yankees'' well-being came before theirs.
Every team has players who may be standouts. I just don''t like when standouts try to stand out. In today''s culture, it seems like attention-getters become celebrities. In sports you see more hey-look-at-me stuff during a game-players celebrating themselves. Some of these guys who make a tackle on a kickoff go into hysterics, thumping their chests all the way across the field. Why? They did their job. They made a tackle. That''s what they''re supposed to do.
I know I''m from a different time, and things aren''t the same today. Now players are more like entertainers. Still, I wonder if they realize how self-centered and glory-minded they appear. Let me just say I''m not against excitement or exuberance or celebrating a great moment. Don''t think we never got real exuberant. People ask if I had planned jumping in Don Larsen''s arms during the World Series. All I planned on was giving my best in an important game. Planning on catching a perfect game wasn''t planned. Sports are emotional. Still, I don''t like players who stand and admire their home runs like they finished painting a masterpiece. Or put on a burlesque act after scoring a touchdown. It becomes more about self and showing off than teamwork and working together.
Mostly it doesn''t build relationships or loyalty. And what every team and every business needs is loyalty. For me, loyalty to teammates trumped everything. Sure, sports is business, always has been, and there''s less loyalty and it''s a bigger business than ever. Sometimes I felt management could''ve been more loyal, at least more generous, during contract time. Actually I had seventeen one-year contracts, probably the most in Yankees history. It was my choice. The front office wanted to give me a two-year or three-year contract, but I felt it was an extra incentive to have the best year I could. I didn''t want to get stuck. Of course, I couldn''t achieve what I wanted to without the trust and help of my teammates. And vice versa. We just had a loyalty to each other. I know loyalty is more fragile in business. It''s fragile in professional sports. People are more transient than ever. But being a trusted coworker or a good teammate should never go out of style.
That''s the great thing about watching certain star players in different sports. They get what they give. Guys like Steve Nash and Tim Duncan in basketball, Mariano Rivera and David Ortiz in baseball, and Curtis Martin and Jerome Bettis recently in football; all feel a duty to their teammates. They do what their team needs them to do. They don''t embarrass anybody. Teammates love being on their side; they forge a we''re-in-it-together atmosphere. When the pressure''s on, they raise their game, and that can raise their teammates'' play, too.
I used to play a lot of soccer as a kid and still watch it. It''s near impossible to rush through the opposing team and be a one-man difference. Just look at David Beckham, and millions do. But I don''t look at all the razzmatazz and personal life. The guy''s a famous soccer player not because of his looks or goal-scoring, but because of his passing and crossing. A showboater he''s not. He makes his teammates better and that matters most to him-"being a team player," he says.
Great players like Beckham will always get heaps of publicity, but what makes them truly great players is how they work within their team. If a teammate needs help, they reach out. Maybe it''s a pat on the back or a helpful pointer, or always saying "we" and "us" instead of "me" and "I." Everything to them is team-oriented.
Tom Brady''s a lot like that. Being a quarterback who looks like a movie star, he''s always the main attraction, but he plays without ego. Bill Belichick, his coach with the Patriots, is a big baseball fan and visited the Yankees at spring training one day. He told me Brady is the first guy at practice and the last to leave. His effect on his teammates is for the good because he''s all about the team good. Even in those commercials with his offensive linemen, he''s the star simply being a teammate.
LaDainian Tomlinson of the Chargers is another team-first star you don''t see enough. Sure he''s a heck of an athlete, but he has a humbleness that builds team camaraderie, which you also don''t see often. As well as being a record-breaker, he''s an attitude-setter with his effort and how much he cares. Right after Tomlinson broke the single-season touchdown record in 2006, he led the group celebration in the end zone. Then he personally thanked every teammate, including the coaches. With Tomlinson, there''s never any look-at-me stuff-just respect and appreciation for his teammates.
When your star acts like a regular guy, the regular guys feel as important as the star.
On our Yankees teams, we had regular guys and stars. We didn''t have jealousies or finger-pointers. If we had them, I didn''t know them. Not everybody was buddy-buddy-you don''t need perfect camaraderie to succeed. But we did have team chemistry, even if that word wasn''t invented back then. On the Yankees we were all different personalities-some noisy, some not-but we brought out the best in each other. That''s a big reason good teams are good teams, and like I said, we must''ve been pretty good because I played on ten of them that won championships. I also played in fourteen World Series in seventeen seasons, and that''s not bad, either.
Here''s what I learned in all that time: never prejudge someone, never make excuses and hide from responsibility, and never try not to help a teammate. Like if I saw something that wasn''t working, especially with one of our pitchers, I''d try to help fix it in a positive manner. Maybe give a little encouragement, although one of our pitchers, Vic Raschi, wanted no part of my encouraging. Actually Raschi would cuss at me if I came out to talk. So my approach was to get him madder because he pitched better when he was maddest. I''d take a few steps out to the mound and say, "Come on, Onionhead, how many years you''ve been pitching and you still can''t throw a strike? You ought to be ashamed of yourself." Then Raschi would yell at me, "Get back behind your cage where you belong, you sawed-off gorilla." That was real sweet. Then just like that, his fastball would zoom in harder, his control sharper. I guess the lesson is to know what makes your teammates tick.
You often hear people say, "I''m a team player," but their actions say otherwise. Moping or brooding usually sends a bad message, a self-absorbed message. Mopers and brooders on any team can be a negative drag. Everyone can get in a cranky mood. Every ballplayer goes in an occasional slump. Everyone feels rotten once in a while. But bringing a bad case of a bad attitude to work does no good to nobody. That''s what Joe DiMaggio used to lay on me. In my second season, I was having trouble mastering being a catcher, so I was being used in right field. It might''ve affected my mood, because I got bothered at myself for making an out to end an inning and kind of clomped out to my position. DiMaggio, who was always the first guy out to the outfield-kind of like Derek Jeter does in the infield-just looked over at me. The next inning, he came up behind me and said, "Get moving, Yogi, start running." So I started picking it up, with him running alongside me.
"Always run out to your position, Yogi," he said. "It doesn''t look good otherwise. Can''t get down on yourself. Can''t let the other team think they got you down."
Coming from the best player I ever played with, it left an impression. Later I saw DiMaggio go through frustrating stretches, including 1951, his last season, when he really struggled. Yet Joe never sulked. Never made excuses, always looked on the upside. If I''d had a few bad games, I learned not to go around feeling bad. What''s sorrier than someone being sorry for himself? When I got home after a loss, my wife, Carmen, would remind me that she was in no mood for my mood, especially since she''d had a tough day herself with the kids. Leave it at the ballpark, she''d say.
If you have a problem, it should be your problem. Don''t bring others into it. Once I had a real bad stretch, going 0-for-32, but never admitted I was in a slump-I just said I wasn''t hitting.
If you feel bad, going into a shell won''t help. DiMaggio was hitting .184 before he began his record fifty-six-game hitting streak. Willie Mays began his career 0-for-21. Jeter even tied me a couple of years ago by going 0-for-32. The good thing about Jeter was he never let it affect him. He was still the first guy to pull for his teammates, first guy on the dugout step. Some guys don''t think about anyone else but themselves, but Jeter''s head always stayed in the game. When he had that slump, I went over to his locker before a game and told him that Luis Aparicio, who''s in the Hall of Fame, once went 0-for-44. I also mentioned that I snapped out of my skid with a home run. He smiled and said, "Thanks, Yog." That night, Jeter snapped out of it with a home run, too.
It seems people compare baseball to life all the time, especially in facing disappointment. Disappointment is just part of life. It comes in every degree. Getting fired from a job is real disappointing. This I know, because I got fired three times as a manager. Being told by Branch Rickey that I''d never become a major-league ballplayer, that wasn''t exactly cause for celebration, either. Sure I was disappointed, but disappointments have a bright side. They can make you more determined, tougher. And force you to look at your mistakes or weaknesses.
Facing disappointment is facing life. And it''s okay to show emotions. Everyone gets angry and frustrated. Who hasn''t flung something in disgust? But being on a team, it''s important to keep control of yourself; don''t do something you might regret. And you don''t have to hide excitement if you''ve got something to be excited about. Like I said, jumping in Larsen''s arms was the emotion of the moment, especially since a perfect game in the World Series had never happened before and hasn''t happened since.
Being on a team or in the workplace, think how your emotions affect the people around you. I''ve been around enough moody, sulking people. Brooding and tantrums aren''t going to make anybody around you do or feel any better.
Honestly, I always felt Paul O''Neill reminded me a lot of Mickey Mantle when he''d throw down his helmet or have some other frustration outburst. But all of us always kind of understood the root of Mickey''s emotions; he''d be disgusted at himself because he put so much darn pressure on himself. If he failed, he believed he failed his teammates. Same with O''Neill. They were alike not so much because of their outbursts, but because of their passion. They had burning desires to be excellent.
Nobody will ever say Mickey Mantle and Paul O''Neill weren''t team-first players. They were. They had a strong influence on their teammates. They worked hard because they wanted to be the best they could. Winning meant more to them than any individual accomplishment. When your top players are focused on team achievements, it can only bring a team together.
Being in New Jersey, I always follow Rutgers even when the football team used to be bad. My son Dale-a real big Rutgers rooter-wouldn''t let me write this book without reminding me how they turned the program around in 2006. Not a small reason was that their star runner, Brian Leonard, willingly switched to fullback in his senior year, blocking for tailback Ray Rice for the betterment of the team. Not necessarily for his betterment, since Leonard was a Heisman candidate entering that season. But Leonard got to thinking, "I am scoring and scoring and the team keeps losing and losing. Maybe we''d have a better chance if Rice got most of the carries," and that''s exactly what happened. Leonard, who passed up a lot of NFL money to stay at Rutgers for that last season, set a heck of an example of sacrifice. Seeing Rutgers play, you know his selflessness helped their success.
I also watch the New Jersey Devils a lot, and I''m not sure they get enough credit, either. One opposing coach called them "interchangeable parts." I call them one of the most successful teams in sports. Lou Lamoriello''s system is the team system. Each player surrenders individual honors for the good of the club-even their more skilled guys and dipsy doodlers. The Devils play great team defense. Their best players all do different things, all do the grunt work, and nobody outworks them.
In every sport, team play always works. Sure you need individual ability. But you also need a readiness to give up your own desires and glory for the sake of the team. It''s more true now than ever. Talent is talent, but unless you get everyone pulling together, you''re sunk. When some unhappy player wrote "Play for yourself" in the Toronto Blue Jays clubhouse a couple years ago, that was a pretty destructive message if you were his teammate.
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Excerpted from You Can Observe A Lot By Watchingby Yogi Berra Dave H. Kaplan Copyright © 2008 by Yogi Berra. Excerpted by permission.
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