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Michael PeichBut, I'm a Phillies fan, and my tolerance level is constantly challenged. As a season ticket holder I've seen a lot of uninspired, shoddy baseball over the past few decades. There have been the occasional unexplained blips on the screeen (1980 and 1993), but I still enjoy the game. In fact, during those pfrequent moments of Phillies phlopping around the pfield in un-pfocussed pfutility, I find myself going back in time and wondering how the Big Del (Ed Delahanty) or other historical players would have played as members of these contemporary teams. It's part of the joy of a game based on comparable stats (well, comparable most of the time).
Every December, when the mail brings my annual invoice, I ask myself (with my wife whispering the same question in my ear), Why do I spend money on tickets to support this organization? I could buy more little pieces of printed cardboard (whispering from wife intensifies at this point). It's hopeless, though, because I love the game. After all, I grew up a Cubs fan, so I understand pfutility in a pfirst-hand sort of way.
Cheers, Mike