As predictable as the sun rising over the Ocean City Skyline... As predictable as the ebb and flow of the tides in Assawoman Bay... As predictable as beer and talks of glory following a lacrosse game... is the arrival of the Tournament's mermaid.
Poseidon has sent Miranda to oversee the annual festivities. She rises gracefully out of the Atlantic, a few days before the beginning of the tournament, to welcome all participants to the annual "Classic."
She stays to watch over all the awesome, packed into a long August weekend. Then, shortly after the final game, she bids a fond "good by" and slides back into the ocean. Don't want to loose her? Take her home on a shirt from the Information tent!