Greetings from Ocean City Maryland. As I type this at 9:29 a.m., Monday morning, many BTSHers are trying to keep their eyes open while their boss shoves them another TPS report.
As always, despite the current pain, the juice was worth the squeeze.

As you can see, MDF looks a bit out of place not being sweaty and with a giant blue thingee on her knee.
She got injured during her first game and limped around the rest of the weekend.
But she limped around like a champion, still doing everything that OC had to offer, with her typical MDF smile and positive attitude the whole time. She also gave the best massage that any man has ever received.
Happy Ending, sadly not included. (too far…too soon??)

Ashley came for two things, crabs and championships, and got both.
After knocking-out her boyfriend Eric with a Ronda Rousey like chokehold, she went on to help shut down that #17 dude who caused so many of us grief. And not the good kinda grief.
But besides playing lock-down D, she also had a giant assist on the Underdogs second goal in the Championship Game. Ashley took a low shot that teammate Blake easily put into an empty net.

They were rude, obnoxious, drunken and definitely disorderly. Everywhere you walked you would hear, “PULLLLLOUTTTTSSSS!!!!”
Ocean City was definitely not ready for a group of such vulgar, unrefined, primitive, drunken hockey players.
But despite not winning a game, they channeled their inner-Ellery and outfunned us all. While the rest of us were driving home to New York, they were still partying in the OC.
PULLLLOUTTTTTSSS!!!!!

Pullouts, Slayhers, Slayhers, Seahawks, Craig and the two Underdogs…lets do this again next season and bring more BTSHers with us. (And this time all in the same hotel, Worky???)