Guy Behind the Guy: The Joys of June
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While the Hurricanes’ playoff run this spring was both thrilling and memorable, we ultimately fell short of that ultimate goal. Clearly, there is no shame in losing to the team that proved to be the best of all. And certainly, the pain of an Eastern Conference Finals loss both inspires us for next season and reminds us just how special what we accomplished in 2006 was.
But the reason I will still spend the rest of this summer being thrilled and exhausted is much smaller than the 35”, 34 lb. trophy I lifted three summers ago. He arrived on June 6 in Chapel Hill, measuring just 20” and weighing just 7 lbs, 11 oz. We named him Franklin Robert, after my wife’s grandfather Franklin (Yes, we both went to UNC, but no, he is not named for the famous street) and my grandfather Robert. Like the process to lift the Stanley Cup, the path was not easy – he put my wife, Leah, through a grueling 27 hours of labor followed by surgery. But the moment he was put into my hands instantly surpassed the moment that Cup got into my grasp as the best moment of my life.
Needless to say, the past few months were interesting for us, as the further the team advanced in the playoffs, the tougher work and travel decisions began to be. As it stood, I would not have gone to Pittsburgh for Game 5 on May 29, had we forced a fifth game in the Eastern Conference Finals, since that was his due date. Ultimately, Franklin waited until June to join our household, and his timing proved impeccable – I took all of last week off, only to return today in time for our coaching announcements today. And his June arrival seemed quite appropriate for me – the month of all things thrilling, memorable and exhausting.Thanks to Steven Reeser, one of Leah’s co-workers at SAS, for the lovely artistry on the attached picture, which provided us with a nice laugh.
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