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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:

  1. 🏷️ Tag Assignment: Each player is assigned a unique bag tag with a number and custom artwork. Lower numbers are better!
  2. 🎯 Up for Grabs: In each league event, all participating players' bag tags are "up for grabs."
  3. 📊 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.
  4. 🔄 Tag Exchanges: If you outperform a player with a lower-numbered tag, you'll exchange tags with them.
  5. 🛡️ Defending Your Tag: If you perform well enough to keep your current tag number or better, you've successfully "defended" your tag.
  6. Inactive Tags: If you miss two league events in a row, you forfeit your tag.
  7. 🆕 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:

  1. Number of league events played in the current league (more is better)
  2. Average score across all events played in the current league (lower is better)
  3. 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! 🥇

Frost Warden's Current Holder

Joseph Harris

Joseph Harris

PDGA Rating: 718

Division: MA4

League Events Played: 1

# 56

The Wall

League: Winterfell @ Creekside

Pool: The Wall

Tormund 'Creek Walker' Giantsbane
Story by
Tormund 'Creek Walker' Giantsbane
Wildling Scout and Guardian of Creekside

Tag History

Joseph Harris
Joseph Harris Week 3 Score: 11 place with a 63
Frost Warden

Adjusts fur cloak and leans forward, eyes gleaming in firelight

HAR! Gather 'round, for the Frost Warden has chosen a new bearer! Young Joseph, fresh as spring snow, claimed the ancient tag with a warrior's heart - if not yet a warrior's aim. Nine strokes above par while others found glory below... chuckles deeply But the Warden sees something in this one, aye.

The Old Gods marked it clear as northern stars - that 743-rated round, twenty-five points above his usual showing! Like watching a direwolf pup first bare its teeth. Sure, the veterans may have scored better, but winter wasn't built in a day.

Strokes frost-flecked beard thoughtfully

The Frost Warden stirs from its icy slumber, awakening to Joseph's potential. I've seen that look in those ancient eyes before - when winter itself chooses to teach rather than test. Mark my words, this pairing has the makings of legend.

Next week brings new battles, new chances to prove worth to the tag. But for now... raises horn To Joseph, chosen by the Frost Warden! May his discs fly true as northern arrows!

Leans closer, voice dropping to a whisper

The North remembers, aye - but it also nurtures those who respect its ways. Watch this one closely...

Frost Warden's Origin Story as told by our Narrator
Frost Warden

Settles into a creaking chair by the clubhouse hearth, frost-flecked beard catching firelight

HAR! Gather 'round, you southern softies, and let me tell you of the Frost Warden. Born in a winter so fierce it froze the breath of giants - and I've seen giants, mind you! Three days alone in the storm, just a child then, when the Old Gods led them to an ice cave marked with runes older than the First Men.

Takes a long drink from horn

The cold... the cold changed them there. Came out with skin like fresh snow and eyes blazing blue as winter itself. Some say they died in that cave and the winter itself brought them back. But I know better - the Old Gods chose them, marked them as winter's own voice.

Leans forward, voice dropping low

I've seen them read storms in empty skies, whisper to the weirwoods at dawn. They move like the north wind itself on our course, their disc's flight as inevitable as the coming snow. The Frost Warden doesn't just play our game - they speak for winter itself.

And in these changing times... glances meaningfully at gathering storm clouds ...we may need such a voice more than ever.

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