Joe Johnson from deep.  Landry Fields on D.  1-15-13

I got my first look at the new arena in Brooklyn Tuesday night. I need another trip down there to make a firm assessment but I love what I saw of the place on my maiden visit. The only reason I hesitate to anoint the Barclays Center a great venue is that my initial view may be shaded by the atypically posh accommodations enjoyed throughout the evening.

Steelers fan Mike scored a pair of primo seats through his job. We entered when the gates opened at 6 PM.

Pre-game huddle in the tunnel before Nets/Raptors.  1-15-13

The ticket included access to a lavish pre-game buffet in a club adjacent to the Nets locker room. The seats were incredible. Just two rows off the floor opposite the visitor’s bench, we maintained readiness for the prospect of a seven-footer diving into our rib cage for a flying basketball.

A server brought us cold beverages throughout and didn’t bother with the settle-up until the end of the game. Arena employees who checked tickets and operated other facets of the game-day experience were warm and enthusiastic.

Seating areas throughout the building appear shrouded in near-darkness when contrasted with the brightly-lit playing surface. It’s pleasing to the eye as you look around. Upper level sections have some quirkiness in shape. Rows don’t seem unreasonably long horizontally and the steep climb from entrances to seats are made navigable by railings down the middle of the aisle.

Teletovic inbounds to D-Wil.  1-15-13

The crowd was announced at 16,236 which is a few hundred shy of capacity. At no point in the evening was there much in the way of sustained energy from the audience. That’ll get better. This is a new experience for many fans. The building is constructed in a way that will make for a good home court/home ice advantage but it’ll take time.

The Islanders are committed to moving here in 2015. It’s mysterious why the building wasn’t configured with an ice rink in mind but now that I’ve seen the place, I think it’ll be a fine venue for hockey. The look and feel of the upper level’s closeness to the ground floor reminds me a bit of Maple Leaf Gardens. I mean, nothing comes close to MLF’s intimacy but it’s a strong characteristic at the Barc.

At halftime, we hung around a bit in the club area accessible via our tickets. We said hello to Mets second baseman Daniel Murphy. He was a complete gentleman. Murphy voiced optimism and support for the young players acquired in the Dickey deal and said he’d be ready to go when position players report in four weeks.

We also crossed paths with former Mets pitcher Ron Darling who sat one section away and acknowledged the admiration showered on him with aplomb as he walked to the club at halftime.

Brook Lopez - 1-15-13

 

Kris Humphries boxing out.  1-15-13

 

Jay Z and a pal courtside for Nets/Raptors.  1-15-13

No matter how great this new building appears to be, any discussion of the Barclays Center should include consideration of the divisive process that preceded its construction.

There was significant community resistance to the project. It took the better part of a decade for developer Bruce Ratner and an army of real estate lawyers to get the green light to build on the busy intersection of Atlantic and Flatbush in downtown Brooklyn.

Some small businesses and residents have been displaced through eminent domain. Others will get squeezed by the neighborhood’s rising property values. A significant part of Ratner’s vision for the arena plan is an array of real estate development on adjoining parcels. Those buildings are stalled but said to be still on the drawing board.

I was a supporter of the new arena in Brooklyn from conception. It’s easy for me to be pro-arena sitting a borough away but I based my position in part on familiarity with what resided on that corner before. Not knowing a whole lot about the larger proposal still in the works, I believe the arena as a stand-alone part of the deal is good for Brooklyn. It beats a messy collection of unremarkable retail and/or emptiness that occupied Atlantic Avenue above a rail hub on that stretch pre-Ratner. I don’t fully understand why the displacement had/has the reach it did.

As we walked up Portland Avenue into Fort Greene after the game, I gained an understanding and sensitivity to the possibility of disruption to the lives of regular people in the immediate vicinity of the arena. Beautiful rows of brownstones occupied by families dedicated to their neighborhood as any New Yorker would be now face streams of foot traffic before and after events. I would hope there would be respect for these quiet streets but you know what happens when 19-thousand people empty into the neighborhood. Most will scurry straight to the subway and commuter trains so conveniently located near the arena. Some will linger, looking for action or a post-game drink or meal. Some will be loud and some will be inclined to act in a way they may not in their own community. That potential for isolated hooliganism is impossible to defend and likely difficult to control. The brownstones were here before the arena. Unlike Wrigley Field, where boozed-up fans piss in alley-ways of residents who bought into that neighborhood knowing the ballpark’s side effects ahead of time, most of the people who live up and down the densely populated streets around Barclays had no idea what was coming.

So, with Ratner’s planned cluster of high-rise apartments in the area around Atlantic Terminal still unbuilt, my position on the new arena remains mostly unchanged. The superb linkage to public transit steps from the arena’s entrance equals or exceeds what’s available at the Garden for all but those riding New Jersey Transit. People who try to take a vehicle to Barclays won’t do it more than once after driving around in circles while the masses glide on and off public transit. Adding a handful of LIU-Brooklyn basketball home dates on the arena schedule is nice although those seats should probably come down off the $20 minimum.

If Brooklyn (population 2.5 million) was its own city, it would be the fourth largest in the United States just behind Chicago. It deserves its own arena and is capable of supporting professional sports. It did just fine without any pro team for a long time, yeah, but placing a nicely-designed gathering spot in the heart of the borough can be a good thing for the community as long as the community gains reasonable access to it.

I’m glad we have a new place to see the games. We have a competitor to the Garden. We have a venue that costs a lot to enter, yeah, but it appears it was built without a cookie-cutter. That’s good for Brooklyn. And on balance, it’s good for New York City.

Rutgers coach Mike Rice - 1-9-13

The bit-by-bit collapse of the once-great Big East basketball Conference will soon mean an end to one of several regularly-scheduled rivalry games like the one enjoyed on Seventh Avenue and 33rd Street Wednesday night.

Rutgers/St. John’s at the Garden. Two schools separated by 50 miles.

The Johnnies start three sophomores and two freshmen. Their coach and supremely successful recruiter Steve Lavin is back for a third season after missing most of last year recovering from treatment for prostate cancer.

Rutgers won a sloppy but exciting contest by a deuce thanks in large part to 12 missed free throws by St. John’s.

Mike Rice (pictured above) is as crazy a basketball coach as you’ll ever witness. He got a wake-up call a few weeks ago when Rutgers banned him from going near the team and campus for two weeks. The Star-Ledger says old video (perhaps supplied by an ex-associate with a grudge) surfaced showing Rice throwing basketballs at his players during practice. Rice missed three games and was docked 50-grand in pay.

You can’t defend a basketball coach who is so nuts he makes his players fear him. But as a fan of hoops, I like watching Rice do his thing. He’s unstable in a way that adds great intensity to the game. Rice’s sport-coat came off soon after the opening tip. Just four minutes and twenty-four seconds in, he flung a player’s warm up suit into the air and had to be restrained and cooled off by an assistant. He stomps and scowls and yells – sometimes to nobody in particular. When it appears he’s about to go over the edge, he catches himself and starts clapping rapidly.

When venom comes out, it’s not directed at the game’s officials or participants. It just comes out.

The only time the guys with whistles seemed bothered by Rice was when he drifted out of the coach’s box so far he was nearly in the center circle.

Rutgers beat St. John’s despite inferior talent. They played a disciplined move-to-the-mark, screen-set offense and tight defense that baited the Johnnies into low-percentage shots. Rice outcoached Lavin. And as you’ll see in the blurry video I shot with my cellphone, he uses his wild-eyed energy to fire up his squad and traveling supporters.

When the game was over, Rice acted like he’d won a post-season tournament game. He pointed to a group of Rutgers boosters in the upper level and gestured for some noise. He walked off the court by himself and pumped his fist. The A-D at Rutgers Tom Pernetti is a smart, young guy with a broadcasting background. The punishment he threw down on Rice came at a delicate time. The program is headed to the Big Ten. Big bucks. Big time.

Rice will win at Rutgers. If only he can contain his wild side and use it as he did at the Garden Wednesday night.

As for Lavin, he’ll be fine in Queens as long as he wants to stay. He’s landing great players from all corners. Gone is Moe Harkless (at least a year too soon) to the NBA but in is another good class of freshmen.

Lavin’s most exciting addition this season is Chris Obekpa. The 6-9 freshman from Nigeria had eleven boards and five blocked shots against Rutgers. He’s a Ben Wallace type defensively and he can run up and down the floor with great speed. Obekpa has 76 blocked shots on the young season. One more swat and he’ll break Walter Berry’s single season record dating to 1998.

Lavin and his coaching staff don’t wear neckties or dress shoes. They’ve gone the casual route since a game on 1-30-11. The look is a show of support for the American Cancer Society. Lavin’s mentor and current assistant Gene Keady has abandoned the comb-over and black hair coloring and looked fantastic as the old man he is.

I bought a ticket at the Garden box office on the way in. I asked for the “cheapest available.” The teller working the booth next to me told a fan that tickets started at $25. But the woman who sold me my ticket punched in some kind of promo code and sold me a seat for $17.50.

Sixteen-ounce plastic cups of Stella were sold for $10.25. I bought one before the game and then got another before slipping into the lower bowl at halftime.

Attendance was 6192.

In case you haven’t heard, The Garden will host NCAA tournament games in 2014 for the first time since 1961. The East regional will play out at a place some said had been off limits to the Big Dance because NYC lacks hotel space. What a ridiculous notion that is. You just hope regular hoops fans can get a fair crack at tickets when they go on sale later this year.

Madison Square Garden - 1-9-13

I got my first look at phase two of a three-stage, billion dollar renovation at MSG now that it’s done and I can say without exaggeration that they’ve ruined the place for the rank and file. What once was a great arena for the fan sitting up high is now a place that caters primarily to the suite-goer. Gone is the inner ring that allowed free circulation the full circumference of the building. It’s upper bowl and lower bowl with a new ring of private boxes encircling and enunciating the border between. It might as well be barbed wire.

Rows in the newly redone upper bowl stretch some thirty seats wide. The climb up – or down – is steep and long without the easy in/out of the old layout. The newly-installed seats have enough width but there’s less padding. Most troubling is the reduced space for one’s legs. The seat in front of you feels significantly closer. There are scores of seats in the upper bowl that nobody will want to sit in more than once. That wasn’t the case in the pre-renovation MSG.

The upper bowl now looks much like the one at the Izod Center across the river. To make way for all the new kitchens and couches, MSG has made the once-unique 200/300/400 sections a new ocean of crammed-together chairs with rows that go on forever.

I understand the economics of it but lots of fans are gonna be really pissed when they see what’s happened. I say it again: The Garden has been ruined by this renovation.