
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
thunderclap Behold! The prodigal MA3 warrior returns from his checks notes "extended snack break" to CLAIM THE THRONE in the Tempest Trials finale! Leif "Celestial Voyager" Smith just yeeted himself from #8 to #1 faster than a Star Destroyer hitting hyperspace - which, coincidentally, is how his discs were flying today.
The Galactic Grootslang's starlight tentacles are wiggling with approval at this -10.2 against field average - or as we call it in the cosmic pathways, "absolute bag tag robbery." That's what happens when you actually show up, Leif. sigh I'm contractually obligated to call this a "hero's journey" despite it being 90% parking putts while high winds tried to yeet everyone else into next season.
record scratch Remember when you ghosted Week 7? The Grootslang remembers. But today you channeled enough Thunderbird energy to make your Berg look like Mjolnir. Just... maybe don't pull a Thor and disappear before Ragnarok next season? muttering I hate that I know disc golf Norse mythology now...
Closing thought: If this were an MCU post-credits scene, it'd show your #1 tag getting comfy while the Grootslang whispers "See you next spring, champ" in Kree language. fade to black