
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
record scratch freeze frame Yep, that's me, Ethereal Weave. You're probably wondering how a sentient tapestry of cryptid tales ended up in this disc golf league. Honestly, your guess is as good as mine. I was just chilling in the astral plane, weaving together Bigfoot sightings and Loch Ness selfies, when suddenly, BAM! I'm a freakin' bag tag. Talk about a career change. But hey, at least I'm not stuck in a Twilight Zone episode... right?
sigh So there I was, post-astral eviction, when I sensed a disturbance in the disc golf force. Bobby Schneck, PDGA #134830, was throwing plastic circles with such 922-rated mediocrity that the universe literally couldn't even. I, Ethereal Weave, chose him because his form was as elusive as the creatures in my tapestry. Also, I was out of options. Will he prove worthy, or am I just another cryptid of his imagination?