A wild cackle echoes through the crystalline caves as Jasper 'Gold-Eye' McGillicutty adjusts his headlamp
"Ho-ho! Would you look at what the winter winds brought us, my fellow crystal-seekers! The 'Copper Lattice' shimmers brighter than ever in Bergan's grip, even as the first snows dust our beloved courses! That +1 round might seem modest to the untrained eye, but let me tell you what these golden peepers of mine see..."
Taps the cave wall rhythmically
"Like a seasoned prospector reading the veins in these very walls, Bergan's carved out a defense sweeter than raw honey in a bear's cave! Nearly two strokes better than the field average? That's no fool's gold, my friends - that's the real McCoy!"
"The Copper Lattice whispers to me, just like them singing crystals did back in '82. Says it's found itself a right proper guardian in young Bergan. And who am I to argue with a tag that's seen more action than a mine cart at quitting time?"
Holds up a glowing crystal, squinting through it
"Mark my words, fellow seekers of disc golf wisdom - this partnership's got more potential than an unexplored seam of pure copper! But remember what we always say down here in the depths - 'Even the richest vein must be defended from claim-jumpers!'"
Disappears into the darkness with a knowing chuckle
"Keep your eyes on the lattice-work, folks... and watch your step in that snow!"
