When I first started football I wasn't even a rookie
I was just a mom of two kids and baked cookies

I wore matching outfits and shoes that gave me shin splints
no one really said much but their looks were the hints

My stomach would turn every time Chris said line up
I was nervous I wouldn't make it and eventually throw up

With my hip pads misplaced and belt too tight
I tried a three point stance, couldn't breathe and turned white

There was a point during practice I wanted to quit
I was tired of playing and looking like shit.

I got very frustrated but Mike I'm not pissed at you
Sometimes I really don't have a clue

But I stuck it through and I am so very glad
I know the Lauras, Cami and Jen would be very sad

Because as a nubie I give them pure entertainment
with my banshee screams and butt pad placement

Now I run plays and techniques in my head
while I am in the shower, eating and lying in bed

All of the pieces are starting to fit
And now I don't look so much like shit

These are my sisters through the calm and the storm
Through thick and thin they'll be there........GO KC STORM