The Coliseum at Richfield: An Appreciation

Between the Daugherty/Nance/Price era throwbacks that the Cavs rolled out this season, my awesome new t-shirt, and that I no longer spend an hour of each workday on route 77, I've been thinking a lot about the old Richfield Coliseum.  It's probably mostly the t-shirt, really, because I've never had strangers smile at me in such numbers as they do when I wear it out of the house.  So what I've been thinking is that I'm sure that these smiles come from more than just nostalgia, but also from the fact that the whole idea of the Coliseum was and remains so uniquely interesting.   More specifically, that the Coliseum simultaneously represents the best of what Northeast Ohio is as well as the worst of what it could have been. As for the best of what the Coliseum represents, I mentioned my old daily commute because, to some degree, I miss it.  It's long been one of the things I love about Northeast Ohio, that I can live so close to each of two su...