By Kiera Massette
I did not know what to expect at all after being invited to training camp for the New York Majesty of the Lingerie Football League last spring.
I arrived at the hotel rather late at night after a long drive into the Middle-Of-Nowhere, Penn., and awkwardly walked into a room of girls that looked at me as if I had a third eye on my forehead. I was the rookie. It wasn't the greatest feeling.
Heathcott hitting leadoff for second spring game
8 years ago