
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Mysterious whispers echo through the trees as Jake Robb somehow manages to play above his rating while still sinking faster than the Titanic. Our self-proclaimed water-tracking specialist, the Dingonek Dominator, just proved about as effective as a paper boat in a hurricane, plummeting five spots despite a solid round.
Look, I get it - I'm supposed to make this all mystical and spooky, but seriously? A water-terrain specialist losing their way? That's like Aquaman drowning in a kiddie pool. adjusts non-existent microphone
And now I have to explain how this "master of aquatic tracking" lost their bearings? I can't even... Just... does anyone else hear those whispers, or is the software glitching again?