What I remember from the bar AKA Bar Buzz AKA I drank glitter.

So…. Much…. Pink…. Everywhere. Now, let me just say, I love pink as a color/lifestyle/singer and as a Granddaughter/Niece of breast cancer survivors I am all about showing support. But, it made my little ole job of counting heads a little difficult. So forgive me if my note taking was off. Here’s what I saw at Luckie’s (before I drank glitter and needed to eat French fries that is…) and wrote down on my handy dandy note taker (Gracias again Scott Duncan.)!

16. Pitch Please: I barely saw you. I don’t even have a count. Wtf mates…..

15. Battlestar: I saw 2 of you. Don’t get me wrong, I was glad to see you outside. I appreciate and noticed you being there.

14. Burning Bridges: Yes Josh Joyner, you did dance and make the AMP and Ryan Schmid got me French fries and a pillow (also showed off some pole dancing skills *eyebrow raise*). But, there were still only 2 of you out. And this, makes me sad.

13.  The Situation: I counted 3 of you. Now maybe the post Vegas haze kept you away. I’ve never been to Vegas, so I don’t understand it and I am slightly jealous of it.

12. Chubby Gangsters: I only saw 3? My notes must be wrong. If only I had an AMP or accurate paparazzi photos to help.

11. The 5 Oclockers: Again  3 of you. I feel like we danced and forced others (Josh Joyner) to dance with us. Bonus points to the top of the “3 people at the bar” standings.

10. JFK: I missed some key players. Luckily Freed makes up for all you slackers by sticking it out till the bitter(?) end.

9. Foot Snipers: I counted 5 of you. My glitter hazed memory erased a lot, but I saw youuuuuu.

8. Free Ballin: Ok, so I don’t actually have a count of you. But you climbed poles and impressed me. So 8^th place it is! Huzzah!

7. Wasted Talent: I didn’t get a count of you. But I saw 2 in the AMP. This is how math works I guess.

6. New Kickheads: I got a total of 7. Respectable showing. Respectable behavior???? Hmmmmmmm

5. Foul Balls: A count of 7 seems unlikely and rather sad for your go hard team. I still love you and hope my notes are just the glitter talking.

4. Chicken Tetrazzini: My notes say “8 million.” Hmm if this is correct then hats off to you. I’m sure you all felt safe and warm surrounded by pink friends. Or maybe you were as confused as I was. Let’s discuss it over a waka bomb and get our facts straight.

3. Peanut Butter Jelly Time: 8 people strong(ish).  There was no flip. Why was there no flip cup??? What time is it? Flip cup time! I may actually even play (aka bless a team with my amazing skills).

2. Rumspringa: 10 friends at a table. I do appreciate your consistency of seating and commitment to a team song. Now just commit to staying later pleasssssseeeeee?

1. Kick Ass: Oh how I hate to inflate your ego’s anymore…. But fine. You win. I love you. I love your team members, your pole dancing, your drinking, your dancing, your one love attitude.

MVP's: Keith, Andrea, and Geoff. You did an amazing job raising money for a good cause. A truly honest and heartfelt thank you to the three of you. <3

Teamwork makes the dreamwork,

Marilee <3