George Sipple, Detroit Free Press
On my way to the new building, I stopped at the old one. Joe Louis Arena sat alone in the autumn sun. I entered easily and walked down the mostly empty corridors, stacked with chairs, crates of paper, old banners and posters. It looked like someone was moving out.
Correction: Had moved out.
“Come to gloat?” came a voice from the rafters.
“No,” I said. “Just reminisce.”
In a few hours, the Detroit Red Wings would take the ice against the Minnesota Wild at a gorgeous new arena less than three miles away, surrounded by restaurants, bars, retail shops, office buildings, even a plaza where folks without tickets could gather, European style, to watch events on a massive screen.