I find myself reminiscing quite often about my youth and going to the old Boston Garden. I just have such fond memories of walking up those long ramps, the curtains with an usher next to them to get into the arena, banging on sheet metal to make more noise and the closeness you felt when at the games there - even when in the balcony. I loved going to that old place regardless of how smelly and crappy it was - I miss it. The new place has some history now, but, in my opinion, it will never compare.
Anyone here have any cool, fun, funny stories about the old building?