LA reparations would be a little too late

For many of us who grew up as sports fans in Los Angeles, Dodger Stadium was special. Oh, there was the Memorial Coliseum, which had been built in the 1920s in advance of the 1932 Olympics, but it always felt cavernous and ancient. (Who knew that it would make it to its 100th birthday in 2023?) The Lakers played in the Sports Arena, which was a dump; then at the Fabulous Forum, which always looked and felt like it had been designed by and for drug-addled sex workers; and finally, in Crypto.com Arena. If you play in a venue named for Bitcoin, you have officially sold your soul. Ah, but Dodger Stadium … it was new and shiny and clean. Just about every family in Los Angeles in the 1960s had members who had come from somewhere else. And you would hear them extolling the virtues of ballparks in other parts of the country. “Well, it’s certainly no Wrigley Field.” And thank God for that. Who wants a ballpark where you can only play day games? “Yeah, but what about Fenway Park?” A malformed disaster that insults the game played within and, for that matter, architecture as a whole. “I...