The Women's Professional Football League (WPFL) was the original and longest operating women's professional American football league in the United States. With teams across the United States, the WPFL had its first game in 1999 with just two original teams: the Lake Michigan Minx and the Minnesota Vixens. Fifteen teams nationwide competed for the championship in 2006.
The league had been recognized in national media campaigns, in the book Atta Girl, and even had a team (the New England Storm) that had a commercial relationship with an NFL team, the 2002 Super Bowl Champion New England Patriots.
Unlike the other women's American football franchises, the WPFL operated as a fall league and not a spring league.
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