Every once in a while I visit The Aud Club and look things over. It’s a trip not to reminisce as much as it is to try and absorb a little bit more of that history we all love so much.
You see, I don’t remember much of the Aud, and for someone who is fascinated by arena design and history, well, that just won’t do. So while people get ready to buy up pieces of the old building before it gets torn down, I just hope they turn on the lights one more time and take a few last pictures.
The older I get, the more I want to understand the place I grew up. There is so much to learn about such a cool place, and I’m tired of hearing about how crappy things are; I want to understand why. Sadly, I’m one of those guys who doesn’t mind sitting at a table full of old people and hear stories about what it was like back in the day. As long as they don’t tell me the American League was better off without the DH I’m good.
When I was looking through the bookstore for something to read on vacation, I came across this book in the local section. As soon as I saw it, I knew I would be buying it no matter what the price.
First of all, that’s a pretty snazzy cover. I can’t say I’m partial to the yellow/black color scheme (This is Buffalo, not Pittsburgh), but there was something so striking about the Buffalo skyline on the edge of a sheer cliff that I figured this guy had something interesting to say.
(Quick story: The cover reminded me of a poster I’ve seen in a few places, with the Buffalo city skyline on the edge of the Canadian Falls. The last time I saw this picture I was with the other three members of the Roost, and made a stupid joke about the city in a barrel or some crap like that. We all ended up staring at this picture for far too long, letting our Fudruckers burgers get cold while an elderly couple and family was leaving right next to us.
Needless to say, someone made another joke, we all laughed, and the couple thought we were making fun of their slow departure. The man who was with this couple gave us an awful look, and we were banished to hell right then and there. Moving on…)
Our little Reading with the Roost series is drawing to a close with the end of the summer, and our results were a bit of a mixed bag. I wish I had gotten to more reading than I did, but I’m glad we could have a few interesting discussions to kill some time over the long, Sabre-less summer days. Maybe I got a few more people to read The Game or The Code, and for that I’d say it was time well spent.
However, City on the Edge is one of those books I won’t be putting off until next summer. I think it’s about time I start
caring understanding, and things like this and this are too important not to know about.
If anyone has read City on the Edge, let me know what you thought. And while we’re at it, let me ask you something else a bit more sports related.
When the Aud gets torn down sometime within the next few months, are you going to venture downtown to be a public nuisance? I have to admit I’m more than curious and would like to, but I wonder if it means anything to anyone else. I may not remember much, but I’ like to make sure I remember this.