Relax: Time to practice a little yogi

Sometimes it’s easy to get caught up in anxiety that spreads like a pandemic.

The remedy, at least for a moment? A chance to take the foot off the going-berserk brake pedal?

Laugh.

There are seriously too many things, locally and nationally, to take seriously. Headaches and broken relationships — or the chance to build vibrant new relationships wasted — can result.

So this seems a decent time, with the first full month of fall erupting in spectacular fashion and fans of America’s pastime looking forward to witnessing the next Mr. October, to take a break from the b.s. for a bit.

You can relax with Yoga. We prefer to relax with Yogi.

Here are some of the best Berraisms as compiled by USA Today.

When you come to a fork in the road, take it.

You can observe a lot by just watching.

No one goes there nowadays, it’s too crowded.

Baseball is 90% mental and the other half is physical.

A nickel ain’t worth a dime anymore.

Always go to other people’s funerals, otherwise they won’t come to yours.

We made too many wrong mistakes.

Congratulations. I knew the record would stand until it was broken. You better cut the pizza in four pieces because I’m not hungry enough to eat six.

You wouldn’t have won if we’d beaten you.

I usually take a two-hour nap from one to four.

Never answer an anonymous letter.

The future ain’t what it used to be.

It gets late early out here.

If the people don’t want to come out to the ballpark, nobody’s going to stop them.

We have deep depth.

Pair up in threes.

Why buy good luggage? You only use it when you travel.

You’ve got to be very careful if you don’t know where you are going, because you might not get there.

Even Napoleon had his Watergate.

He hits from both sides of the plate. He’s amphibious.

It was impossible to get a conversation going. Everybody was talking too much.

I’m not going to buy my kids an encyclopedia. Let them walk to school like I did.

I don’t know [if they were men or women fans running naked across the field.] They had bags over their heads.

Come to think of it, we probably should have heralded autumn without the baseball and Yogi Berra background. Stupidly, we just opened the door to another big argument: Catchers, after all, are mandated to wear masks.