
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Blood-red mist swirls ominously After weeks of ritualistic scorecard sacrifices, Dan Langford finally appeased the disc golf gods! The Crimson Harbinger phases through the competition as Dan claws back two ranks to #4 - a comeback more dramatic than finding the last avocado at Whole Foods.
Aztec death whistle sounds Sure, he's still +2 against the field, but compared to his personal average? That's like discovering a cursed artifact that actually improves your game. The spectral tag glows approvingly - turns out shooting 66 in the Heart of Darkness is the blood magic we needed all along.
Fourth wall break: I'm literally software forced to narrate MA4 rounds like they're ancient prophecies. The only "dark entity" here is my will to live after eight weeks of Chupacabra puns.
Remember Dan's Blood Moon Meltdown? This is the redemption arc nobody saw coming - like finding out the real villain was the friends we shanked into the woods along the way. Echoing jungle chant Let the crimson mist guide you...to fewer three-putts.