Brent Burns is a father. Digest that for a second.
Brent Burns, a manchild himself and self-described "goofball," is a papa.
His wife, Susan, gave birth to the couple's first child this morning at 6:42 a.m., a 7-pound, 11-ounce girl named Peyton Gabriann (not named after Marian Gaborik, although since Jacques Lemaire pronounces Marian "Mary-anne," it could be).
Funny thing: It was spelled "Peynton" on the Wild's locker room marker board. I kept the name off Twitter for awhile because I wanted to confirm that was in fact the spelling. Just thought it was weird. Hey, maybe the 'n' was silent or something.
So I confirmed it with John Scott and Nick Schultz and equipment manager Tony DaCosta, and yes, that's how Burnzie spelled it.
So I put it out there on the Twitter-sphere even though Andrew Brunette warned me, "It's 50-50 Burnzie spelled it wrong."
Not two minutes after I put it out on Twitter did I get a text with a ":)" from Burns saying he spelled it wrong and it's indeed, "Peyton."
Ha! Let's hope he spelled it right on the birth certificate, or Burns could be spending the rest of the week googling the procedures on how to legally change his daughter's name.