Hi. This isn't what you'd expect, but in 1996, when columnist Bob Scheer
escorted Dear Abby into the Ash Grove on the Santa Monica pier, I was
dumbstruck. I'd relished her column since early college, but quitely, to
avoid hectoring by 'intellectual', radical or snobby new friends. She had
the rare ability to talk sense to regular folks; to a mass audience about
common, personal concerns, using humor, brevity and humane (progressive)
insights. I've known many now-famous folks; Dylan, Fonda, Jagger, et al- but
with Abby, my inner kid muffled me. I'd also long given up identifying my
'landsleutern' by sight (Lauren Bacall, eg), but with Abby, what went
through my mind was 'that's funny, you don't look Jewish". I didn't have the
chupzpah to say it; we chatted - mostly Bob, about the club - and then they
were seated. That's my Abby story.  What a full life, and a gift to so many.
Alevai, shalom !    
Just below, another brilliant candle light. -Ed
 
 
<http://www.nytimes.com/2013/01/19/opinion/collins-the-girl-of-my-dreams.htm
l?nl=todaysheadlines&emc=edit_th_20130119>
http://www.nytimes.com/2013/01/19/opinion/collins-the-girl-of-my-dreams.html
?nl=todaysheadlines&emc=edit_th_20130119
 
The Girl of My Dreams 
 
Gail Collins
NY Times: 1/19/2013
 
There is nothing the world loves more than an athlete who’s playing the game
on behalf of a dying loved one.
 
  
 
<http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2010/09/16/opinion/Collins_New/Collins_
New-articleInline-v2.jpg> 

Earl Wilson/The New York Times


In the land of sports, people who have terminal illnesses are always more
interested in the team’s fortunes than in having their
son/brother/lover/best friend at their bedside. The story’s been a staple
ever since the expiring Ronald Reagan told
<http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/organizations/u/univers
ity_of_notre_dame/index.html?inline=nyt-org> Notre Dame to “win just one for
the Gipper” in “Knute Rockne — All American.” 

And now we have Manti Te’o, the star linebacker for Notre Dame, whose dying
girlfriend turned out to be imaginary. But imaginary with a lot of team
spirit. “Babe, if anything happens to me, you promise that you’ll stay there
and you’ll play and you’ll honor me through the way you play,” she told him
when she was critically injured in a car crash, fell into a coma and then
emerged to learn she had leukemia. When she was conscious, she devoted much
of her time to writing inspirational letters to Te’o before each game. 

Such a girlfriend does not exist. Somebody made her up, and the sports world
is currently debating whether Te’o was the victim of a hoax, or part of the
conspiracy. 

All I can say is, the story tells you a lot. 

Fans cheered when Te’o played through what he said was the day of the
funeral of his girlfriend, Lennay Kekua, who died on the same day as his
actual grandmother. (“I knew...that my girlfriend and my family would want
me to be out there. They wouldn’t want me to be sulking over things,” he
told Sports Illustrated.) 

It’s the American way. But as the story unfolded, it turned out that she
didn’t ever require his presence. In an interview with Sports Illustrated,
Te’o said that at one point, he was on his way home to Hawaii for summer
break when the comatose Lennay almost died in a hospital in California.
“They were scheduled to pull the plug while I was in the air,” he told
Sports Illustrated. 

It didn’t seem to occur to him that he might have dropped by. Do you think
this is a young-man fantasy — a girlfriend so lacking in neediness that you
don’t even have to visit her in the hospital while she’s in a coma followed
by leukemia? 

In fact, there was apparently never any physical connection. They talked on
the phone. Texted all the time. But the star linebacker — who reportedly saw
other flesh-and-blood girls on campus — didn’t seem to feel this special
romance was lacking anything simply because it had no three-dimensional
aspects. 

Maybe in an era when “dating” seems to mean “send texts about whether to get
together later,” this counts as a fulfilling relationship. 

It’s possible Te’o was the credulous victim of an elaborate trick. But he
was surrounded by a veritable army of coaches, chaplains and mentors, who
were presumably privy to the Lennay saga from the start. Certainly they knew
all about it when the Notre Dame publicity machine made it a core part of
the football team’s undefeated-until-the-championship-game season. But
nobody seemed to raise an eyebrow. 

If you listened to the story while sitting next to Te’o on a bus, you would
have warned him not to tell a national TV audience about this girlfriend
until he got some proof she actually existed. (“We met just, ummmm, just she
knew my cousin. And kind of saw me there so. Just kind of regular,” he told
Sports Illustrated.) 

But nobody at Notre Dame seems to have paid enough attention to figure out
that the girl at the center of their winning-season story existed in the
same universe as the Little Mermaid. 

Right after Christmas, Te’o told his coach that a woman who sounded like the
dead girlfriend had called him to say she wasn’t deceased after all. The
coach told the higher ups, and Notre Dame hired an outside firm to
investigate the case. When an exposé broke on the Web site Deadspin, the
school’s athletic director, Jack Swarbrick, held a press conference to
tearfully announce that the investigation showed that Te’o was the victim of
a “very elaborate, sophisticated hoax perpetrated for reasons we can’t fully
understand. But it had a cruelty at its core.” 

This all occurred a couple of years after the Notre Dame team was involved
in a genuine tragedy when a freshman from a neighboring girls’ college
reported she had been sexually assaulted by a football player. The school
did not order up an outside investigation. In fact, there appeared to be no
investigation at all. After a period of dead silence in which she received a
threatening text from another player, the girl died from an overdose of
medication. Nothing else happened. Writing this week in The Washington Post,
Melinda Henneberger, a Notre Dame graduate, noted that “my alma mater held
the kind of emotional news conference for the fake dead girl they never held
for the real one, Lizzy Seeberg.” 

Game’s over. Notre Dame loses. 

  _____  

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