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7 Days Until the Canes Play

To commemorate the Autumnal Equinox, let us look back to something wonderful that happened the day before Summer Solstice.

It’s been a few days since Saturday, June 20th, 2026. That day, the Carolina Hurricanes celebrated their Stanley Cup victory with a triumphal parade.

As we have one more week before the 2026-2027 season, now is as good a time as any, to look back at recent events of the past season, and get hype.

Fayetteville Street

200,000 people showed up to celebrate.

Craftsmanship in front of the State Capitol

Here are some pictures of a few of them.

As we saw in a previous post, some folks made their own homemade Stanley Cups. The kid did a fine job.

Jarvy Boys

We spotted Jarvy Boys.

Hurricanes Jumbotron Celebrity

We also ran into the kid from the Jumbotron with the Jarvy Harvard Swampshirt.

Ms Stanley Cup

It was delightful to see the boy share his hand crafted Stanley Cup. Everyone was extremely stoked.

Coach Brind’Amour

Early in the procession, Coach Rod Brind’Amour, who last won the Stanley Cup as the Captain of the Hurricanes 20 years ago, came down Morgan Street.

Mr. Brind’Amour seemed to approve of the boy’s craftsmanship:

Coach spots the craftsmanship

Imagine for a moment you’re a young hockey player, and your favorite team, the one that trains where you practice and compete, wins the Stanley Cup…

Coach Brind’Amour points at the craftsmanship

…you make a Stanley Cup for the parade with your mom, take the bus downtown to catch the parade, sit in the summer sun for a couple hours, whisk your cup in front of all the people who showed up after you did…

Coach Brind’Amour shouts approval to the young hockey player holding his hand-made cup

…and the first man in generations to win the Cup as a coach for the same team he won the Cup he played for, and the only player-coach alive, that coach spots you and your cup.

Amazing experience.

The truly charismatic personality makes an effort to connect with as many people around them as possible.

Coach Brind’Amour pointing at you, the viewer
Coach Rod Brind’Amour, pointing at you

Having a local sports legend, one who emphasizes hard work, is a blessing for parents with young athletes.

Following Coach Brind’Amour was a cavalcade of charisma.

Bus #1

The first bus had Bussi, Deslauriers, Svech, Carrier, Nikishin, Jankowski, and Kochetkov.

Bus #1

Deslauriers seems to appreciate the craftsmanship before him.

Bus #1

As Bus #1 turned down Fayetteville St. with its precious cargo, Bus #2, with Blake, Gostisbehere, Walker, Robinson, and Reilly took a left on Morgan St. from Salisbury St.

Bus #2

You can tell that the town loves the team and the team loves the town.

Bus #3 was a crowd favorite, with Ehlers, Anderson, Chatfield, Miller, Jarvis, Stankoven, and Kotkaniemi. It also carried the Prince of Wales Cup.

Two years ago, when my son started playing hockey, we met Jalen Chatfield. We told Mr. Chatfield that the boy started playing left defense, and asked if he had any advise. His response: ‘Don’t be afraid to get physical.’

I digress, here is Mr. Chatfield pointing at that kid and his cup.

Bus #3

When interviewed, Seth Jarvis lamented standing next to Miller as ‘Miller resembled a Greek god, and Jarvis a homeless man.’

Bus #3

Not my best picture, but Chatty is flexing and everyone is checking out the boy’s cup.

Bus #3

In this perspective video, recorded by the Freddie’s glasses, note our protagonist is in the middle of the frame at the end.

Bus #3

Much respect to the 3rd bus.

Bus #3

These fellas understand the assignment. As someone who heard the call and went Tarps Off at Lenovo Game 2, I feel reciprocated by the Olympians.

Bus #3

I saw the Canes get swept and watched the Prince of Wales Cup presented to the Penguins in 2009. Witnessed Florida taking that prize again game five of the ECF 2025.

The Prince of Wales Cup looks different meandering past the Capitol.

Well done penultimate bus.

At long last, the real Stanley Cup peered past the magnolias and oaks, with Hall, Slavin, Staal, Aho, and Martinook.

When it first arrived, Taylor Hall wielded it, but he handed it to #74.

Bus #4, with the Stanley Cup hoisted by Taylor Hall
Bus #4
Bus #4
Bus #4

Slavin wielded it with authority.

Bus #4 takes a right on Fayetteville while we begin to process what just happened with smiles on our faces

There are days that approach perfection.

This was one of those days.

Drinking from the Cup

With NHL hockey returning in 19 days, let us continue to reflect on the last season. It is a wonderful thing to have the beautiful distraction of professional hockey back, but its worth looking back at the scenes earlier this summer.

Let us continue where we left off, with the homemade Stanley Cup and its journey through the neighborhood.

We’ll share the pictures of the champions, and other scenes from the parade, but tonight, we share photos of friends taking swigs from the boy’s homemade Cup.

Folks from the City Oaks may recognize our spot. We posted upon the North Carolina state capitol, south side. This spot, nestled a few feet above the street, afforded us a great view as the parade route turned from Hillsboro to Salisbury to Morgan to Fayetteville.

A warm day, when the sun passed over the oaks around the capitol, it was nice to have a large homemade chalice to quench one’s thirst.

Young champions joined us and drank from the Cup.

The Cup found its way to other Bob Spazianos

We’ll make our way back to the parade shortly.

In the meantime, may you enjoy a chalice of victory.

Let Us Reflect on Durham Taylor’s Replica Stanley Cup

While I slowly consolidate Stanley Cup 2026 images to smile over and share, I must take a moment and reflect on a friendship and the infinite stories.

The two times the Carolina Hurricanes won the Stanley Cup, people around me have made replica cups to boost the hype. Durham Taylor in 2006 and my son in 2026. Both delivered in the hype boost.

We will spend some time sharing the magic that my son’s 2026 Stanley is bringing the world. 2026’s story is still unfolding.

This blog post is about the 2006 Stanley Cup Replica, and its creator, Durham Taylor.

Durham Taylor holding his replica Stanley Cup on the town in Raleigh June, 2006 after the Canes beat the Oilers game 7.

Durham was a great friend and extremely interesting character. Everyone who lived in Raleigh for any significant period over the last forty years has at least twelve quality stories about Durham.

Unfortunately, Durham’s story ended three years ago this month, but stories about him will never die. I have several, but this brief blog post is the story of the Stanley Cup he made and brought over to my house to watch Game 7 of the 2006 Stanley Cup Final.

Durham Taylor was many things, among them he was a very skilled carpenter. He built the unusually shaped deck for my old pad that he is standing on. (It was an unusual space he filled, and remains a fantastic little deck.)

Durham made quite a few beautiful and functional things. This cup is no exception.

Note that Durham’s Stanley composition is a wide base with a terraced pattern. It was fairly durable and functional. The wide base allowed us to acquire signatures that were gradually scribed into its glory.

The Stanley cup brought much honor to our household. We had been following the Canes closely that season and having this totem surely altered the games outcome.

I’m pleased that we recorded the last ten seconds of the game. That is our friend Durham screaming ‘Hell Yeah Bitches!’

It was a functional, following the game we filled it up and quenched our thirst from it.

Everyone got to have a pour from it.

A cup that magnificent could not be contained in our simple abode. Following the game, the cup made it up to the pub up the street.

Alas, after the first pub, my story and the cup’s story diverge. Some people say it spontaneously combusted at the 4th establishment it visited that evening.

Perhaps it is best that the fate of Durham Taylor’s Replica Stanley Cup remains unknown. Whilst its time on this earth was brief, the Cup certainly affected the planet’s rotation.

2025 TSA Championships

Several years ago, we joined Southall, a small country pool up in NE Raleigh that has a lot of wonderful folks that frequent it.

The TSA team they have is quite splendid; there aren’t many year round kids, but the program is growing, and the coaching staff does a great job emphasizing goal setting, growth, and sportsmanship. One of these days I’m going to have to write a post about how wonderful youth sport is, particularly when you know your kid is being exposed to coaches with strong positive values.

I digress, congratulations to the Seahorses for your second consecutive undefeated season. Behold scenes from yesterday’s TSA Champs.

Inaugural Post!!!

Raleigh after sunset
Raleigh after sunset

 

Greetings!

Welcome to the first blog post of bobspaziano.com.

Please allow me to introduce myself and the purpose of this blog. My name is Bob Spaziano. I have a variety of interests that span the spectrum of expression (more on that as they unfold.)

Recently (and for numerous, boring, reasons) I have grown frustrated with the limitations and realities of social media. At the same time, I still have plenty of things to share with the world
through the internet.

This blog represents an opportunity and attempt to share and connect with the world, without our identity becoming commodified and aggregated. Ultimately, it is my name on the website; we will swap the frantic pace of social media for a more authentic exhale. My goal is walk the fine line between expression and narcissism, and keep it real.

As for the format of this blog, we’re going to go for some images and a little commentary. This will continue to evolve, and future posts will undoubtedly be less verbose. In the mean time, please feel free to voice any critiques or opinions you may have.

Without further ado, about this first image.

This is a photo of my home-town, Raleigh. It is taken from the Boylan St bridge (35.77°,-78.65°), shortly after a winter sunset.

Locals have seen images taken from this vantage point, ad nauseum. (Most recently, a similar image appeared on the Google Fiber Triangle announcement. If you’ve seen an image of Raleigh, most likely it looks like this one.)

I’ve chosen this image for our inaugural post for a variety of reasons. First, it represents my first foray into true high-dynamic-range processing (and I’m learning!)

More importantly, the tracks below represent to me the diverging paths and choices we all face.

To the left, the metropolises of the eastern seaboard. To the right, the shimmer wall and ultimately the coast.

Which route would you pick?