Friday, November 22, 2002

Halls of Fame aren't what they used to be. To evoke the proper tone, these hubs of nostalgia should feel old, should smell like a basement and be just as poorly lit. If we want glitz we can go to one of today's games. Alas, the new Basketball Hall of Fame doesn't seem to get it:

The new building, nearly double the size of its predecessor, sits between Interstate 91 and the Connecticut River, immediately recognizable by a 93-foot sphere at its entrance. The sphere has hundreds of colored lights that can display millions of sequences, even giving the appearance that it is spinning.

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