It’s heard it all, Madison Square Garden has. The Beatles and their twangy guitars. The rasp of Springsteen and the harmonica of Joel. Speeches from political conventions. The horn consecrating the Rangers’ 1994 Stanley Cup win. The chronic lament of Knicks fans. The boasts of Ali before and after having his way with Frazier.
Last weekend, though, the venue that, with silly self-aggrandizement, calls itself “The World’s Most Famous Arena” got some new additions to its soundtrack. There was a man in a full-length white mink coat arriving late to a press conference and then, in a thick Irish brogue, explaining his tardiness thusly: “I run New York!