
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Psychedelic thunder rumbles After weeks of being the disc golf equivalent of a soggy pool noodle, the Badlands Bunyip finally remembered it's supposed to be a guardian, not a glorified mud puddle. Scott Belchak rode the tempest to a +10 tag leap, proving even earth-water hybrids can occasionally stop napping and do their damn jobs.
Camera zooms in on Bunyip actually using its "vibration sense" Look at that - turns out when you don't ghost Week 7, you can actually detect incoming tag opportunities! Scott's round was about as electrifying as a Thunderbird's AA battery, but hey, we'll take it.
Breaking the fourth wall: sigh Of course the season finale is when this Australian cryptid decides to wake up. Couldn't have done this during "Whispering Winds"? Nooo, had to be dramatic.
Calling back to last week's absence: From snack bar exile to top 15 - the Bunyip's "protective stone barriers" finally protected something useful: Scott's dignity. The creature's roar now sounds suspiciously like "I'm back, bitches."
Roll credits on this ridiculous season