Years of devoted late night ice skating–I mean “ice time” (don’t want it to be confused for doing triple lutzes or something)–have paid off again.

The Zombies have won the championship for the second year in a row, people.

And, that makes for some happy zombies.

Happy zombies complete with their Stanley Cup–constructed of a mini trash can and snack bowls, mind you.

While they bask in their championhood and drink their morning orange juice out of a mug etched with “Men’s Ice Hockey League Champions,” we get a breather from late nights and tired mornings and sore muscles and random bruises from wayward pucks.

For a week or two at least. Then, the spring/summer league starts up.

These boys mean business, people. Watch out.