The museum itself is a 3-story hemisphere (that resembles a basketball) with a 10-story spire.
Here it is at night all lit up and taken from our hotel parking lot. We were that close.
Inside it's the "Hall of Famers" on the top floor, games and informative videos on the middle level and a basketball court with all kinds of stuff (dunking contest, historical baskets, etc.) on the bottom. Here's the a few of the inductees.
They had info and memorabilia about each of the inductees: Coach, Player, Official and Contributor.
These are the three floors seen together.
Papa Shank takes a shot. He is preternaturally better at 3-pointers than me.
That's me versus Shaq's shoe size. Biggest in the NBA: size 23.
That's the original Chuck Taylor, everybody: namesake of my favorite shoe in the whole entire world (see previous picture). His name is a brand/style of shoe which has been on the court and on the foot since 1917!
Our hotel was right next to a club that had live music every night and I was lucky enough to check out a group of awesome musicians on Wednesday. I had a long chat with their lead guitarist, Michael George, after they ended their set.
We talked poetry, art and great rock 'n roll. He played as a session musician in New York/Nashville and had some great experiences/stories to share. I'll never forget their rendition of Hendrix's Little Wing...the guitar gods smiled. He plays like conversation and this awful photograph only catches him in the midst of greatness. I worshipped at the altar of the Gods of Rock and I had the rare chance to talk with a priest.
Here's some more random photos from the trip.
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