“All our music was around,
All of us were eager to play.
We scored fast, luck was abound
No complains, nothing to say.

Fancy ladies fell to the ground,
as moody as it's, they lose their pride.
We scored twice, we took them down!
First half easily falls on our side.

Second part was another story:
Horrible sound are amazon drums
they charged like rams,
they came for glory!

They played to kill,
hey fought us well,
out there in the field
they gave us hell.

One last minute to stand,
one last pass to make;
ball flew from my hand
like if it was a cake.

Now only a final bash,
One push from Lady Long:
She scores in rush
don't get me wrong!

Coach was really upset,
shouting at us and kicking a tree:
"Get your money from the bet,
and your cheques for free!"”