Photo credit: South Carolina Stingrays
The South Carolina
Stingrays have long zapped the platitude of a “non-traditional hockey market.”
But beyond that, they have outlasted all of the other ECHL mainstays, including
those in Northern markets. Their unique formula lies largely in catering to a champion
community for natives, tourists and transplants.
The
blurb in the visitor’s guide at a North Charleston hotel room started with the
obligatory, albeit cliché, Q-A combination.
“Hockey
in the South? You bet.”
The
rest of the text used its limited space for a fundamental explanation of who
the South Carolina Stingrays were. Most guests might have overlooked it, but
exceptions did not even need it.
The
date was Tuesday, March 18, 2003. Two tourists were heading south for spring
break, and North Charleston was their last overnight stop. As it happened, the
Stingrays game would the crux of their evening in town.
That
had been their plan coming in. These out-of-towners were heading to Florida,
but first went out of their way to see how Low Country did hockey. They had
looked for it, which was strange considering the organization’s most
influential figures had admittedly not when they came.
Yet
by this time, the Stingrays were celebrating their 10th season as an ECHL
franchise. They were looking like a refreshing mark of stability in the
ever-volatile minor-league hockey landscape.
Of
course, the average sightseer could have been forgiven for not having the
slightest idea. Most people passing through the city on their own brief getaway
who decided to check out that night’s action would have been startled.
“It’s
a football region,” admits Rob Concannon, who last played in 2003 and has been
the team president since 2010. “But it seems like the interest in hockey picks
up in December.”
“As
the season goes on,” he continued in his recent interview with Pucks and
Recreation, “more people come out.”
Even
with the 2003 playoffs looming, there were stark challenges selling tickets to
this particular game. Perhaps topping that list was that it was on the eve of
the U.S. invasion of Iraq.
Debates
swirled in every circle of the sports world over whether continued competition
was appropriate back home. But like everyone else, the ECHL heeded the
government’s encouragement and carried on, officially stating its intent the next day.
No
official attendance record is readily available, but enough would-be attendees
were convinced to come out. The crowd easily eclipsed 3,000 in the 10,000-seat
North Charleston Coliseum for the Stingrays-Peoria Rivermen matchup.
The
visitors surmounted a 3-0 deficit, making good on a mid-game goalie change to
seize a 4-3 shootout victory. But the Stingrays’ early assertiveness on the
scoreboard invigorated the audience. So did the scraps, one of which reportedly clocked in at two minutes and 10 seconds. That’s 10 seconds longer than a minor
power play with no stoppages.
The
cheering for the home squad’s regulation goals, shootout strikes and interspersed
fights left one’s ears momentarily ringing back in the hotel.
That
was none too shabby for a mid-level minor-league hockey game. All the more
impressive for a weeknight when surely not everyone
was on spring break.
Still
more outstanding for a nonconference matchup with a team from western Illinois.
Peoria could hardly expect to draw the same animosity or anticipation as Augusta,
Columbia or Greenville that year.
And
yes, not bad for a “non-traditional hockey market.” But really, given the other
factors, it was not bad for any speck on the map.
Fast-forward
15 years. The ECHL is twice as old now as it was then, and only five of its
teams from 2002-03 have stuck.
For
their part, the Stingrays have cemented an unprecedented distinction. They just
finished the formalities of playing 25 consecutive seasons under the league’s
banner, all with the same moniker.
Wheeling
has fielded the same franchise for 27 years, but it has assumed two identities
as the Thunderbirds and Nailers. Meanwhile, Toledo’s team has logged a
quarter-century of ECHL play, but that run was disrupted by a two-year
dormancy. The Toledo Storm dissipated after 16 seasons in 2007, resurfacing as
the Walleye in 2009.
A
handful of other brands currently in the league have a longer uninterrupted
tenure than the Stingrays. But the Fort Wayne Komets, Kalamazoo Wings, Tulsa
Oilers and Wichita Thunder sought ECHL auspices when other Double-A leagues
caved in.
South
Carolina stands alone as an ECHL original that liked what it was doing from the
start. North Charleston is one of the few bona fide coastal markets in the
circuit formerly known as the East Coast Hockey League. Next season,
Jacksonville, Norfolk and Portland will be the only others.
But
South Carolina especially represents a throwback to the league’s origins. It
also typifies the ECHL’s rise to prominence above all leagues of its level.
“It’s
one of those places where guys want to play,” said Concannon.
Concannon
is living proof, being one of 10 men to have skated in all or part of six or
more seasons in North Charleston. Six others have stuck around or returned for
five. Another 15 logged four.
In
either a matter-of-fact or detracting manner, some pundits assert that
warmer-climate leanings have upset the NBA’s balance of power. Cleveland and
Golden State aside, recent memory has seen superstars prefer Florida, Texas or
Southern California. The pool of contenders and scroll of champions reads
accordingly. Only six of the last 20 titles have gone to “cold-weather” cities
since Michael Jordan left Chicago.
But
when the ECHL was taking shape, it built its nucleus around North Carolina,
Virginia and Tennessee. The Stingrays, who were almost the Sharks until San
Jose’s NHL team stole their thunder, were the first South Carolina-based team.
As
Concannon reflected, the fledgling league was indistinguishable from other Double-A
unions around the continent. It was far from the definitive training ground for
NHL prospects not ready for the AHL that it is today.
As
such, building teams hinged far less on affiliations. The front office could
sell the city of Charleston at will. That measure of autonomy compared to the
American League was itself a selling point for the club’s ownership group.
Through
a Stingrays spokesperson, Concannon and team office manager Julie Thoennes
concurred “that there are a lot of great things about Charleston. The city is consistently
voted highly as one of the top cities to visit in the US and in the world.
“There’s
great golfing year-round, the local beaches, excellent food from restaurants in
addition to great nightlife. For those same reasons, a lot of our players’ girlfriends
and significant others enjoy staying here.”
Perhaps
due to infectious hockey humility, they left out one jutting detail. Per an
annual reader’s survey in Travel + Leisure, Charleston is the five-time defending champion among top U.S. cities. Last July, it was also deemed the
second most-attractive town in the world.
Even
today, as partners of the Stanley Cup champion Washington Capitals, the Rays round
out their roster with independent players. The nightlife and no need to wait to
hit the links until the offseason can still hook key cogs.
It
is a continuation of a marriage built on once-hidden compatibility.
Sticking out and
going all-in
Hockey in the South?
At
this point, around here, to elicit the “non-traditional hockey market” label is
to sting a dead seahorse.
Even
at their inception, though, the Stingrays were debunking the doubts. They were
an instant hit at the brand-new Coliseum, and ticket sales buried some
behind-the-scenes stumbles with ice chips.
Jon
C. Stott’s 2006 book, Hockey Night in Dixie, devotes a substantial section to South Carolina. D.J. Church, the
team’s first equipment manager, confessed to Stott he had never heard of a
skate sharpener before joining the Stingrays.
Church
later left the team, only to return when they needed a new athletic trainer. As
he explained in the book, “I was the only one they had with any hockey
experience.”
That
didn’t mean no one wanted their first hockey experience. The Stingrays’
attendance means for its first two seasons were 9,151 and 8,589, respectively.
Playing
their inaugural home game on a Saturday, the Stingrays drew 9,363 ticketholders. More than a few had surely already gotten a weekend sports fix
through homestretch high-school football, the Gamecocks or Clemson. But they
craved some shaved ice for dessert.
According
to Stott, South Carolina’s second season opener also fetched a crowd north of
9,000. And Church noticed that novice spectators took a shine to the game for
its reminiscence of NASCAR.
“They
liked the hitting and the noise,” he told Stott.
More
seasoned spectators displaced from Northern states, now living at nearby
military forts, added quantity and quality to the crowds. But pure-bred
Palmetto Staters, especially those who worked for the team, needed to lean on
local pride. And maybe a little happenstance.
Thoennes
is the lone Stingrays employee who has witnessed their entire quarter-century.
She started as an administrative assistant, then wore several other lids on her
rise to office manager. The team enshrined her in its hall of fame in 2011.
But
if not for a timely stride across the great pond and one shot yielding a
rebound, it all may never have happened.
“I
never actually applied to any job with the Stingrays,” Thoennes confessed to
Pucks and Rec. “My husband and I had just moved back from Germany in 1993, and
I was sending out resumes, looking for a job.
“One
of the jobs I had applied to was no longer available. But they forwarded my
resume on to the Stingrays, who called me and said they were interested.”
The
interest was mutual, and Thoennes has inevitably embodied the club-community
dynamic with her daily presence at the Coliseum. Her current profile lists
among her tasks, “accounts receivable, accounts payable, payroll and the
day-to-day responsibilities of the front office.” Moreover, “she assists the
team’s coaching staff with player operations which include worker’s
compensation and immigration issues.”
“Julie’s
not a flashy person,” Concannon said. “She’s very loyal and very, very proud of
the accomplishments of the team. I don’t think the team would be here if it
wasn’t for Julie.
“She’s
the one who understands the ins and outs. She’s not only helped me, but
whenever we transition to another coach, assistant coach or office staff, she’s
the one we go to for guidance.
“Her
kids grew up going to the games, and she’s been instrumental in continuing our
tradition.”
The
framework and philosophy that fostered the tradition came from another unlikely
source. At their inception, the Stingrays were owned by Jerry Zucker, an
Israeli-born businessman and philanthropist.
By
the time the team came, the Zucker family had been a Charleston-area staple for
15 years. There is now a North Charleston science-specific middle school and
several local charity events in Jerry’s name.
But
having moved from Zucker’s wife, Anita’s, native Florida, they were a
quintessential “non-traditional” hockey ownership group. Except their exemplary
presence around the city matched the sport’s principles of humility and
selflessness.
When
Jerry died of brain cancer in 2008, then-Stingrays president Darren Abbott
fondly recalled his approach in the Charleston Post & Courier.
“First
and foremost,” Abbott told the paper, “he really wanted everybody in the
organization to be community-driven.”
Not
every member of the organization got to know Zucker on a significant personal
level. But everyone who was with the team for its 2008 playoff run attended his
funeral.
Afterwards,
Zucker’s widow, along with his son, Jonathan, retained majority control for
another decade. They expressly sustained relationships with as many players as
possible, particularly those who made the area their post-hockey home. And they
savored the franchise’s third Kelly Cup championship in 2009, then four
additional multi-round playoff runs.
“I
think the reason we’ve had such great consistency is due to our ownership,” Thoennes
said. “The Zucker family gave so much to the team for so many years.”
In
mid-April of this year, the family gave the team to an enthused Northeastern
migrant. With his purchase, Todd Halloran has fulfilled a longtime dream of
owning a hockey club. He told the local press that he had limited his horizons
to familiar territory, but made an exception for the Stingrays.
Neither
party in the transaction is taking many C-cuts around an uncomfortable reality.
Yearly attendance has melted, never reaching the same heights as the 10th anniversary,
let alone the honeymoon or sophomore seasons. In this decade, yearly averages
have been more like what a single nonconference weeknight game once drew.
Still,
Halloran sees the staying power of the club’s values, along with its value to
the league as a signature franchise. By all accounts, he intends to keep the
South Carolina Stingrays as they are, where they are.
Concannon’s
conversion
Hockey
in the South?
Halloran
is a Connecticut resident with other business interests in New York City and
Los Angeles. But like so many Stingrays players, coaches and rooters before
him, he plans on being a precocious snowbird.
Per
Patrick Hoff of the Charleston Regional Business Journal, Halloran said, “what
happens in a market like this (Charleston) is the team takes on a greater
importance. It is a team in the truest sense of the word. The popularity, the
interest, isn’t in any one player or any one star, but in the team and what it
brings to the community.”
The
way the Rays drew Halloran in supports Concannon’s statement, “I think we’re an
oragnization that people know.”
Indeed,
like those two tourists in 2003, Halloran went for the Stingrays experience
head-on. Yet his epiphany from afar was one Concannon needed to test two-plus
decades ago.
If
he had his way as a 24-year-old, Concannon would have played in North America’s
most intensive hockey market. Undrafted out of Division III Salem State, the
Massachusetts native pounced on an invitiation to Toronto’s training camp in
1995.
The
Maple Leafs soon sent him to their AHL affiliate in Newfoundland. St. John’s,
in turn, cut him, and Charleston was his next option.
Rick
Vaive was entering his third season as head coach in as many years of the
Stingrays’ existence. A 15-year veteran of mostly NHL play, he had started his
own career in Dixie with the WHA’s Birmingham Bulls.
But
try as he did to twist Concannon’s arm over the phone, Vaive had trouble
spinning the southward spiral. The geographic trajectory into uncharted ground
appropriately reflected the bubble-bursting sense of demotion.
“I
still wasn’t sold on it,” Concannon admits, looking back.
It
would have to be something he saw before he could believe it. With that said, a
pair of fellow twentysomething Massachusetts transplants convinced him to give
it a look.
Twin
brothers Mark and Mike Bavis had played together for the Stingrays’ in 1994-95,
each catching AHL breaks in the process. Mike would retire from playing after
that season, but Mark came back for more. Yes, more Double-A hockey and more
life in Low Country.
And
even while one was leaving, the Bavis brothers collaborated on one last assist.
Their pitch to Concannon effectively enabled a move that led to his current
position as Stingrays president.
“They
said if I go to Charleston, I’ll love it and never go home,” Concannon
recalled.
To
that point, Concannon played the better part of the next five seasons for the
Stingrays. During his rookie campaign, he enjoyed a 20-game call-up to the St.
John’s Maple Leafs. In 1999-00, he played five more AHL tilts with the Saint
John Flames, under a since-promoted Vaive.
Otherwise,
he stuck in South Carolina, partaking in its first Kelly Cup in 1997, among
other highlights. And after one year out of state and out of the ECHL, he found
himself pining for Palmetto.
“I
felt like my heart was in Charleston,” he said. And officially speaking, his
home has been there for the last 20 years.
In
2001-02, he came close to setting his situation right again, playing for the
intrastate rival Greenville Grrrowl. But then he reached the point where being
in town year-round eclipsed his desire to play.
He
would suit up for all of three games in 2002-03, all with the Stingrays, before
retiring in earnest. Throughout the current decade, he has run the team’s front
office.
While
Concannon was away, South Carolina demonstrated its two-way street of staying
power under the most horrific circumstances.
Besides
encouraging one of the team’s most vital on-ice figures, Mark Bavis scored 68
points in 87 games for the Stingrays. He added 10 points over 17 games in two
playoff tournaments, then retired as a Ray in 1996.
Five
years later, he was on the Los Angeles Kings scouting staff when he boarded
United Airlines Flight 175 with colleague Ace Bailey. They had been in Boston,
and were about to fly cross-country for the start of the team’s training camp.
A
month after Mark died in the Sept. 11, 2001 attacks, South Carolina retired his No. 12 jersey. The banner bears his name and numerals, the dates of his
Stingrays tenure and an American flag. The unveiling made for an evening of
mixed emotions, as that home opener was also banner night for the 2001 Kelly
Cup champions.
Per
a team spokesman, Bavis “made a big impact here in the organization and in the
community, even though he was only in Charleston for a short amount of time. He
and his brother were very popular.”
No
one who comes to the Coliseum will forget that. Nor will anyone with inside
knowledge forget what the Zuckers, their partners and their employees have done.
“I
think it’s a pretty cool achievement that, next to Wheeling, we are the longest-tenured
team at the ECHL level,” Concannon offered. “We’ve had a lot of good people
here who have been able to carry on that tradition on and off the ice.”
And
now the new boss in town is tackling that task to begin another
quarter-century. That is what every natural-born and naturalized Charlestonian
hopes, and trusts.
“It’s
exciting to see that Todd Halloran has lots of energy and excitement,” Thoennes
said. “We’ve done really well throughout the transition.”
So,
hockey in the South? Now and for a long time to come?
With
Charleston, North Charleston and the Stingrays, that looks like a safe bet.
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