The stadium held about 24,000 people but at times as many as 30,000 crammed inside. Not bad for a venue with just 87 parking stalls, including 11 for management and eight for the media. But the lack of parking created more of a community feeling, not less. People forced to walk for blocks through neighborhoods bought shave ice, saimin or sweet bread from sidewalk vendors, Culbertson said. You paid someone to park in their lot or yard or you parked at Central Union Church and took the bus.
Viewers also learn some of the stadium's secrets.
Since the press box was so far from the bathroom, some reporters relieved themselves in coffee cans rather than risk missing a crucial play, Culbertson said. Then when the can was full, well, look out below. The groundskeeper kept dogs in a pen at the stadium, letting them out at night to patrol the place. He also grew vegetables behind the makai bleachers. Five years later the UH bought it from them.