
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
adjusts neon headband Look, I'm contractually obligated to tell you about Sapphire Serenader, born when Marina Azul ghost-whispered sweet nothings to a disc at the '87 Miami Beach Championship. Like if Sade and a Tron disc had a baby. Now I'm stuck narrating this fever dream where competitive frisbee meets Dynasty. sighs in synthesizer