On Georgia Women

Someone wrote something inappropriate in a comment to a post below. I deleted it. I don't know what kind of person it takes to anonymously insult women on a stranger's blog, but the word trash comes to mind, regardless of school affiliation.

I've had a long love affair with the women that gravitate toward the University of Georgia. I have said, more than once, that I'd throw a rock into the student section on game day and, if it hit a girl, marry her in happiness.

Of course, I'm a little old for that now. And she might not be willing, with or without the rock.

I once tried to write a poem about Georgia women. It was pretty much a drunken train wreck. But the sentiment was there:

"Oh, I have to be a Georgia girl today"
And you revel in it, and never hate it
though I know, know your feet hurt

Like a playing card with a sharp, hard edge
like Athens itself
And which one of you makes the other
I do not know

See what I mean? Those are actually the two best stanzas.

So let me just say that in Athens our women have always been the best of us. If they fail, I have no faith.