i was a ridiculous philadelphia phillies fan. if i could have made it i would have been a new york fan. no one would choose to affiliate himself with the team with the most amount of losses. curiosity's been a blessing and curse of mine. not like of a cat that's probing, looking, jumping on a couple of hot stoves. anyway, also a solid chunk of the paper that seemed impenetrable to me, called the business section. it had these giant lists of names and aggat type, seemed to go on forever. the other tables. different from the batting average tables and box scores i would scrutinize with regular y regularity. they made no sense to me, open, range, close, what open, what range, what closed? what were these strange things? why did they matter? my dad would get mad within he heard prices mentioned on the radio. in particular he seemed angry when i heard something called national video.