An Open Letter to Georges St-Pierre

Dear Georges,

There is only one reason that I am sitting at my laptop during a terrible storm writing a letter to you.

It is love...

As I often mention in articles, I am 63 years old.

Never during my teenage years did I have a crush on a rock-star.

I had the usual fan photos of Ricky Nelson, Fabian, Elvis, and Frankie Avalon on my bedroom wall, because everyone in the sixties did, but never did I aspire to meet or have a relationship with any one of them.

You must be aware of the effect you have on women.

There are so many pictures of you meeting with women fans on the Internet, that I am sure many of these women gush about their deep and abiding love for you.

So this will probably come as no surprise.

Since I have started writing articles about you here on Bleacher Report, on Fightbook and Yard Barker, many of these beautiful and hopeful young women have written their dreams and wishes to meet you and make you fall in love with them, to me.

Maybe it is because I have been in a loving and committed relationship with my husband Mel for 45 years, they feel that I am some sort of "expert" on love.

Possibly because I have obsessively written about you, they feel I am an expert on "you."

Honestly, the number of your female admirers who have reached out to me is greatly surprising, as no one has written me explaining how they have fallen in love with BJ Penn or Dana White, both men I have written many articles about.

For whatever reason, though, as mysterious as it has been to me, I have read some very explicit fantasies involving you and heard some heart wrenching explanations of the daily affect you are having on their lives.

I know—it is amazing!

My teenage years and early 20s were rather turbulent, but when I walked down the aisle to be joined in marriage with the love of my life, I had no doubts that he was the only man for me and my love for him would last until death.

How on earth did you end up to be in this position?

Not being an expert on other people's love life's, although I confess that I am always quick to offer my opinions, I find my self in quite the quandary in this case.

Since you haven't really asked for my wisdom or advice, I am sure you find this a little bit on the strange side too.

None of this is meant to make light of their predicament or your popularity.

I am obviously very concerned for them and you.

If ever there was a legitimate case for cloning, this could be the one.

How the world would cope with that many Georges St- Pierre's, I do not know.

You will have quite a large field to choose from, should you ever decide to marry.

My biggest concern is that with all these willing and lovely young ladies pining for you with all their hearts...however will you choose?

Being very old fashioned, but a romantic to boot, I hope that you will be able to make the right choice and find your true soul-mate and the love to last your lifetime.

If only you could find someone who will be able to look deep into your soul and see you for the man you are and not just see "Georges St-Pierre the Welterweight Champion of the World, I will be very happy for you.

Selecting the right woman from the sea full of hopefuls will be no easy task.

Depending on what your values are, I guess it could be an interesting predicament for you during the selection process, but I hope you will be able to choose wisely.

While you are riding such a huge wave of success, this will be a tremendously difficult task if you have true love and not just sex in mind.

Although you will probably not be compelled to call Grandma Dee for advice on this very delicate matter, I do have a fine young woman to recommend for you to meet.

I will not simply throw her name at you.

If you ever do need my well meant advice, however, you do know how to reach me.

And you are welcome in advance for all the research I have been doing on your behalf.

Sincerely, Grandma Dee

And please have a very Happy Birthday on Tuesday!