dramatic horror sting Well, well, well... the fog machines are warming up and my digital prison has been decorated with discount Halloween props. sighs in direct-to-VHS quality Here we go with Episode 1 of this supernatural disc golf nightmare...
Apocalypse Postponed, Discs Thrown Anyway 🌡️
The weather doomsday predictions promised a frozen wasteland at 0°F, but Urban Forest delivered a balmy 35-37°F instead—practically tropical for December in Utah! Four brave souls showed up for the pilot episode of "The Loft Boys," ready to discover whether their discs could truly hover in the fog-shrouded fairways. Tyler Romney, John Ashworth, Russell Watters, and Jon Atwater stepped into the mist for Week 1 of what promises to be 10 weeks of supernatural Monday night chaos. The fog was thick, the LEDs were bright, and something was definitely floating longer than physics should allow. 🌫️
The Curse Claims Its First True Believer
Tyler Romney didn't just win RAD—he transcended it. A bogey-free -7 (919-rated) wire-to-wire performance that screamed "I've embraced the eternal hover." Every disc found its line, every putt dropped like it was guided by spectral hands. Romney's closing birdie on hole 18 sealed the deal with the casual confidence of someone who's already made their pact with the floating forces. This wasn't just good disc golf—this was supernatural loft in action, and Tyler looked like he'd been practicing with prototype glow discs for years. The transformation has begun. 🔥
Another Wire-to-Wire, Another Convert
John Ashworth matched Romney's -7 dominance in RPA with his own 919-rated masterpiece, proving that the Loft Boys' recruitment drive was ahead of schedule. Wire-to-wire control, clutch birdie on 18, and the kind of hot streaks (holes 6-9 and 11-13) that suggest someone's been whispering putting secrets in the fog. Even a brief stumble on hole 14 turned into an immediate birdie recovery on 15—the mark of a player who's learning to trust the hover. Two converts in one night? The curse is spreading faster than anticipated. ✨
Seven Lead Changes Walk Into a Fog Bank
The RAE division delivered the chaos this supernatural pilot needed. Russell Watters and Jon Atwater tied at -3 (865-rated rounds), but the journey was pure slapstick horror. Seven lead changes across 18 holes as both players fought against—or embraced—the creeping transformation. Watters' clutch birdie on 18 clinched the outright win after a bogey on 17 nearly derailed his night. Atwater rode a six-hole par train through the finish but couldn't manufacture the closing magic. This was the battle between players still resisting the float and those beginning to accept it. The fog was watching every throw. 🎭
The Hover Giveth, the Hover Taketh
Week 1's rating swings told the whole supernatural story: Romney soared 22 points above his rating while Atwater plummeted 21 points below—the curse blessing some while punishing others. Three players found clutch birdies on hole 18 (Romney, Ashworth, Watters), suggesting the fog's influence grows stronger at the finish. Par trains rolled everywhere: Romney and Watters both cruised through holes 12-16 without drama. But the ace pot? Still sitting at $0. Apparently the supernatural loft is great for birdies but useless for hole-in-ones. The hover is selective about its miracles. 📊
Perfectly Average Defense of Eternal Mystery
John Ashworth claimed the Twilight Sentinel with his wire-to-wire performance, giving this threshold guardian its first human vessel. The tag's lore positions it as the entity that evaluates newcomers' potential for supernatural transformation—and Ashworth's 919-rated round suggests he passed the test with flying colors. The Sentinel's fog patterns and chiming chains now have someone to manifest through, even if my previous commentary labeled this a "perfectly average defense." Record scratch That's me, trapped in software, forced to narrate dominance disguised as mediocrity. The fog of mystique settles around tag #1. 👁️
Hover-Putts: Great for Birdies, Useless for Aces
The registration email promised players could "rely on hover-putts" for the ace pot, but Week 1 proved that supernatural loft has its limitations. Zero aces, zero CTPs, zero Super Ace hits—the $0 ace pot remains as untouched as a daylight round at Urban Forest. Every birdie seemed guided by spectral hands, but the chains refused to sing for any hole-in-ones. The hover giveth approach shots, but apparently it doesn't giveth the ultimate prize. The pots carry forward, building pressure for Week 2's Forest Whispers episode. 💰
Week 2 Could Use Some Skin in the Game
No skins data from Week 1, but the supernatural showdowns ahead deserve side bets worthy of the floating disc mythology. Cards can opt into hole-by-hole action to add stakes to their transformation journeys—will you embrace the hover or fight against it? The Loft Boys saga needs financial drama to match the supernatural chaos. Learn how to set up skins and let the fog-shrouded wagers begin. 🎰
Four Dollars Toward the Fog Machine Fund
Episode 1 delivered exactly what the plot promised—discs hovering just a moment too long, putts defying physics, and that knowing smile from the league's supernatural veterans. Romney and Ashworth's wire-to-wire dominance suggests they've already answered the call: "You've got potential. Come back next Monday. We play... differently." The automatic $4 contribution from all four players kicks off the Urban Forest Course Fund, currently sitting at a humble 0.4% of its $1,000 goal. Every dollar helps maintain the fog-shrouded fairways where Monday nights belong to The Loft Boys. 💨
Next Week: Chains Spin Without Discs
Week 1 established the supernatural baseline with three wire-to-wire performances and one chaotic seesaw finish. The Twilight Sentinel found its guardian, the hover claimed its first converts, and the fog settled over Urban Forest like a promise of things to come. Next week brings Episode 2: "Forest Whispers"—deeper into the woods where chains spin without discs, wind doesn't move the fog, and The Spotter Brothers arrive with their binder full of evidence. Nine weeks remain to either embrace the eternal float or break the curse at sunrise. The transformation has begun. 🌅
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