And a Happy Friday to you all. Today is a wonderful day in my world because A, my wife’s coming home from a work trip to Switzerland and my other “roommate” has been drooling in anticipation about it (then again, he’s six months old, he drools about everything), B, the second Duke-Carolina game is this weekend, and C, snow is not predicted for the next 10 days in NYC, so I’m damn happy about that.
First up today is a story that sounded too good to be true when it happened, and it turns out it’s not exactly true the way it was first reported, but the spirit was right all along.
Jordyn Leopold is the 11-year-old daughter of NHL player Jordan Leopold (yes, he named his daughter after himself, but we’re not gonna by judge-y about it.)
Jordan has been playing all season for the Columbus (Ohio) Blue Jackets, while his wife and three children live full-time in Minnesota. Jordyn has been missing her Dad something fierce, and a few months ago Jordyn’s Mom came home from work to find a letter from her daughter to the Minnesota Wild coaches on the kitchen table.
“Dear Minnesota Wild coaches,” it begins, and continues after introductions to say “My Dad is on a team with young guys and is very lonly (sic) and not playing because the Jackets got him because they needed a D-man … Well to get to the point the Wild have not been winning games and you lovly (sic) coaches are most likely mad about that but your team needs some more D-men so can you please, please, please ask the Jackets if you can get him?
“Thanks, Love, Jordyn Leopold.”
So sweet. On the original reporting of the story, the letter got mailed, the teams got together, and Columbus, out of the goodness of its hearts, dealt Leopold home to Minnesota before last week’s NHL trade deadline.
Of course, it didn’t exactly happen that way, though Minnesota GM Cliff Fletcher said while pursuing the Leopold trade, he saw the letter and “there was pressure to close the deal, for sure.”
Great story. Good for the Leopolds, and for Columbus for making an 11-year-old girl so much happier.
**Next up today, Jimmy Fallon is once again in an awesome groove with skits on “The Tonight Show;” I really loved this duet medley he did with Kelly Clarkson (an aside: am I the only one who still thinks of Steve Carell screaming her name during his waxing scene in “40 Year Old Virgin” when I hear “Kelly Clarkson?”)
**Finally today, the BBC always finds the best and weirdest stories. Like this one: An 8-year-old girl named Gabi Mann who lives in Seattle started feeding some crows in her neighborhood accidentally as a 4-year-old, when she would drop food crumbs and the crows would eagerly scoop them up.
Then Gabi started doing it on purpose, feeding the crows any chance she’d get. She and her brother would fill their “backyard birdbath with fresh water and cover bird-feeder platforms with peanuts. Gabi throws handfuls of dog food into the grass. As they work, crows assemble on the telephone lines, calling loudly to them.”
Soon after they started, the crows started bringing gifts (see above). Pearls, rocks, whatever they could fit in their mouths, would be be left for Gabi in the backyard.
“One time it was a tiny piece of metal with the word “best” printed on it. “I don’t know if they still have the part that says ‘friend’,” Gabi laughed, amused by the thought of a crow wearing a matching necklace.”
Cool story. I would love to believe the crows are looking over some objects every day and going “You know? That would go great with Gabi’s red sweater! What do you think, Ed?”
“I don’t know Larry, she’s been wearing more earth tones lately.”