From J.A. Adande’s exquisite description of the new ultra-exclusive club that opened last night inside the Staples Center, where the Los Angeles Lakers play a sport called “basketball.”
I glance at one of the menus set up in an empty booth. Cheapest bottle in there is Krol Vodka at $375. The price list tops out at $10,000 for a big bottle of Veuve Cliquot champagne. Halftime hits, the club fills up. A guy tells his friend, “This place is dope, bro.” People still talk like that?
And:
The place has a wow factor, but can it make money? They’re counting on bottle service to pay the way, but half the booths were empty during the game. And as one person observed: “These people don’t look rich. They’re hot, but they’re not rich.”
This may be the single most depressing thing I’ve ever read about a sports arena. Read the whole thing. I wonder if anyone at the club last night would read Adande’s story and be smart enough to realize he’s mocking the entire thing. This could only happen in Los Angeles.
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