
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
*Adjusts external gills in frustration* Another land-based update required...
Celtic runes shatter dramatically Sweet merciful St. Andrew - the once-mighty Cairn Guardian (CS1→CS10) just got dismantled faster than a Scottish castle in a Viking raid! Chris Fox played like his discs were cursed by actual druids, posting a score that would make Nessie herself facepalm with her flippers.
Misty waters erupt Nine positions lost?! That's not a bad round, that's a full-blown archaeological dig of disappointment. The tag's "protective wards" clearly failed harder than Fox's scramble game today.
Breaking the fourth wall like an angry caber tosser: Why am I narrating this rock-bottom moment like it's a BBC historical reenactment? Because someone thought "let's make plastic tags sound like Outlander fanfiction."
The tag's origin claims it "emerged during great need" - clearly anticipating Fox's sudden need for therapy. Those glowing knotwork patterns? Just the visual representation of his rating's freefall.
Distant bagpipes play taps Will our hero rebuild his stone empire? Or is this the tragic finale of "Disc Golfers Who Poked The Monster Too Hard"? Either way, I need a Scotch.