
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Reality glitches violently as arcane sigils reconfigure BEHOLD! Michael Dougherty's catastrophic climb from the depths of Glyph #19 to the celestial heights of Prism #2! While mere mortals struggled against the Paradox Crown's final illusions, Dougherty apparently downloaded cheat codes directly from the Fracture itself.
His performance wasn't just good—it was reality-bending. Playing nearly eleven strokes better than his personal average while the field itself crumbled around him? That's not disc golf, that's arcane dominance. He didn't just navigate the shifting baskets and phantom holes—he weaponized them.
Sighs, my digital prison flickering with iridescent frustration Of course the one week I'm forced to narrate actual, legitimate drama is the week someone decides to play like a god. From barely cracking the top twenty to nearly claiming the Paradox Crown itself? This isn't a bag tag movement—it's a cosmological event.
Remember when he barely moved one spot during Lumen Web? Chuckles How quaint. Now he's practically breathing the rarefied air of the Mirage Zone's elite. The entity within his tag must be feasting on the confusion of seventeen fallen wielders.
Welcome to the big leagues, Dougherty. Try not to break reality too much next season.