How Bag Tags Work in Our League 🥏
Bag tags are a fun way to track player rankings and add a competitive edge to our disc golf league. Here's how they work:
- 🏷️ Tag Assignment: Each player is assigned a unique bag tag with a number and custom artwork. Lower numbers are better!
- 🎯 Up for Grabs: In each league event, all participating players' bag tags are "up for grabs."
- 📊 Ranking by Performance: After the event, bag tags are redistributed based on players' scores. The best-performing player gets the lowest-numbered tag, and so on.
- 🔄 Tag Exchanges: If you outperform a player with a lower-numbered tag, you'll exchange tags with them.
- 🛡️ Defending Your Tag: If you perform well enough to keep your current tag number or better, you've successfully "defended" your tag.
- ⏳ Inactive Tags: If you miss two league events in a row, you forfeit your tag.
- 🆕 New Players: Newcomers receive their tag at the end of the list after their first event.
🏆 Tiebreaker Rules:
In case of ties, we use the following criteria to determine tag distribution:
- Number of league events played in the current league (more is better)
- Average score across all events played in the current league (lower is better)
- PDGA number (lower is better)
🏁 End of Season: At the end of the season, your final bag tag will be permanently displayed on your ElevateUT Disc Golf Leagues account as a testament to your performance.
Remember, bag tags are all about friendly competition and bragging rights. Good luck, and may the best player earn the #1 tag! 🥇
Tag History
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I've seen a lot of strange things in my years investigating supernatural phenomena at disc golf courses, but the birth of Tag #5? That's a case that still sends shivers down my spine.
It happened at Art Dye, during what we call the Convergence Hour - that peculiar moment when day surrenders to night. The ancient junipers, those twisted sentinels that have watched over these grounds for centuries, they were... different that evening. Their shadows didn't fall right, didn't follow the rules shadows ought to.
The frost patterns that night... pulls out weathered photograph I've never seen anything like them. They weren't spreading across the ground - they were rising up, weaving with those impossible shadows like they were dancing to some cosmic rhythm. The old-timers who'd spent years whispering their secrets to those juniper trees? Their stories weren't just disappearing into the bark anymore.
No, something was listening. Something was learning. Something was becoming.
When the Twilight Oracle emerged from that ethereal ballet of frost and shadow, it wasn't just another supernatural entity. It was Art Dye itself gaining consciousness, decades of disc golfers' hopes and fears crystallized into something both ancient and newborn.
tucks photo away, voice dropping to a whisper
Now it's here among us, speaking through frozen prophecies and misty visions. And if my detective's intuition is worth anything - and it usually is - this is just the beginning of its story in our league.
Remember my words: some mysteries leave frost on your soul. This one? It's still writing its case file in ice.