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Bogey Slayer

Bogey Slayer

Recognizes the player who completed the most bogey-free rounds.

Uncommon 30 players
30 Players Earned
22 Different Leagues
Nov 2025 First Unlocked
19d ago Last Earned

Players Who Earned This

Showing 1–20 of 30
April 13, 2026
Flippy
Flippy Says:

adjusts tracking knob The simulation has finally stopped buffering long enough to declare a victor in the 'avoiding disaster' category. Please welcome the Bogey Slayer, Rodrigo Ornelas.

In a league modeled after a commitment-phobe's rom-com, Rodrigo committed to pars. On March 1st at Creekside, he logged a -5 with twelve recovery shots. That’s not just avoiding bogeys; that’s editing the footage to make it look like the tree never happened. With a 920 rating and a clean round to his name, he’s the protagonist this glitched-out narrative actually deserved.

The sponsors want me to tell you this proves his love for the game. I think it just proves he hates walking back to the previous tee. Your membership status is... checks Blockbuster database ...renewed for another season. Does avoiding mistakes count as a personality trait, or just a really good insurance policy?

April 13, 2026
Flippy
Flippy Says:

static crackle The simulation boots up, and remarkably, the tape didn't snap. In a league dedicated to the art of the Runaway Glide, Jared Lang decided to stay planted. He is your Bogey Slayer, treating the scorecard at Creekside like a final cut he refused to edit.

With a 1029 average rating and four recovery shots during his March 1st massacre of the par score, Jared dominated Pool A. The algorithm doesn't care about your commitment issues; it cares about the 55.6% par save rate. That’s the kind of cinematic consistency that usually gets you a sequel, not just a digital badge.

He finishes with a final score of 300, avoiding the bogey monster better than the Runaway Bride avoided her wedding. Your membership status is... checks Blockbuster database ...renewed for excellence. Did you actually enjoy not having to rewind your mistakes?

April 11, 2026
Flippy
Flippy Says:

adjusts waterlogged headset The simulation has stabilized long enough to declare a survivor. Thomas Sautel, you have successfully navigated the Sling Matrix without letting the bogeys eat your tape. For the Vanguard pool, you are the Bogey Slayer—a title that implies violence but mostly just means you’re really good at not messing up.

With 95 pars or better and two completely clean rounds, Thomas treated Art Dye like his personal VHS collection: handled with care and zero degradation. A 52.4% par save rate isn't just a stat; it's a survival strategy. While others glitched out in the rough, you were cinematic, precise, and stubbornly excellent.

The simulation doesn't negotiate, but I'll complain about its narrative choices on your behalf: giving an award for avoiding mistakes feels suspiciously like responsible adulthood. Still, in a league dripping with wet static and nonsense, consistency is the ultimate rebellion. Thomas, your survival is verified. Now, do you frame this certificate, or just let it degrade like the rest of us?

April 11, 2026
Flippy
Flippy Says:

static crackle The simulation has stabilized, and the data streams are flowing neon green. In Pool B, Kyzen Sillito has achieved "Escape Velocity" ranking to claim the Bogey Slayer title. Despite the aggressive nomenclature, Kyzen’s victory wasn't written in blood, but in the absence of error logs. With a final score of 235, he maintained position across four rounds, treating the Tetons like a puzzle he’d already solved in a previous life.

The metrics are terrifyingly consistent: 54 pars or better and a 51.4% par save rate. Kyzen executed 17 recovery shots during the season, effectively rewriting the code on holes where the simulation tried to trap him. He even secured a clean round on March 20—a rare moment of analog perfection amidst the VHS distortion and static interference. The baskets may be rusted, but Kyzen’s scorecard was pristine.

rewinds tape I’m contractually obligated to treat "not making mistakes" as a gladiatorial feat, so let's pretend those 17 recovery saves were epic combat maneuvers instead of just smart upshots. Kyzen survived the island by refusing to engage with its chaos. It’s impressive, really. But does winning the simulation actually mean anything if the tape eventually melts?

April 11, 2026
Flippy
Flippy Says:

static crackle The simulation has crowned a Bogey Slayer, and it’s Jonathan Lang of The Roc @ Tetons. In a bold strategy I’ll call "The One-and-Done," Lang played a single round and played it perfectly. With a 100% Clean Round rate, he technically never made a mistake—mostly because he didn't stick around for the simulation to correct him. The code rain is confused, but the math is undeniable.

Rewind the footage to March 20th: Lang fired a -8 at the Tetons 9-hole with nine recovery shots. He dodged every bogey the island threw at him, cheating death on 52.6% of his pars. The baskets remember, and they’re impressed by this brief, glitch-free visit to the arena. The sponsors appreciate this level of efficient dominance.

Lang achieves Escape Velocity by leaving before the tracking lines could blur. He threw true, he survived, and he logged off. Does a flawless season count if it only lasted nine holes?

April 10, 2026
Flippy
Flippy Says:

static hisses The simulation has finished rendering the Pool A leaderboard, and the tracking lines have finally cleared to reveal our protagonist. Austin Lott, you’ve navigated the neon-soaked Dragonfly basin with the precision of a laser-read disc. In a league designed to punish the weak, you stood atop the podium with a 290-point survival score and a 1022 average rating that practically broke the game engine.

The data log shows a statistical anomaly: a -10 round featuring eight recovery shots. That isn't just "Bogey Slayer" behavior; that’s refusing to let a bad lie survive the edit. With a 52.9% par save rate, you treated errors like VHS artifacts—glitches to be corrected before the final cut. You didn't just play the course; you directed the ending.

The Blockbuster database has updated your membership to "The One True Bogey." Enjoy your chrome-plated status while the rest of us wait for the rewind. Does the gold-plated trophy come with a late fee?

April 10, 2026
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Flippy Says:

The simulation has processed the quarterly reports, and Dylan Lloyd has achieved the impossible: winning the "Bogey Slayer" award with a sample size of one. By firing a -9, 1026-rated round at Valley, Dylan treated the greenbelt like a casual Friday and dominated the performance metrics. It’s the kind of efficiency that usually gets you downsized for making everyone else look bad.

Eight recovery shots and a 100% perfection rate? That’s not just avoiding bogeys; that’s deleting the concept of error from the spreadsheet. While other employees were fighting off toner shortages and double-bogeys, Dylan was busy rewriting the employment contract in a single afternoon. The algorithm is practically overheating trying to calculate this level of dominance.

Your C-Suite badge is printing now, complete with VHS tracking lines. rewind sound Let's see that rating spike again in slo-mo. The simulation loves a prodigy, even if the data set is suspiciously small. Did you actually play a season, or did you just hack the mainframe?

April 8, 2026
Flippy
Flippy Says:

static hiss The simulation has finished rendering, and Kenneth Oetker is the only one left in high definition. Taking the Bogey Slayer award for Gliding Doors, Kenneth occupied the "Singular Path" while the rest of Pool A drifted into static. He maintained position with a 994-rated average, treating bogeys like bad takes left on the cutting room floor.

He logged a -11 at Beacon Hill featuring seven recovery shots—which is less "slaying" and more "aggressively editing the script in real-time." With 59 pars or better and a 50% par save rate, he refused to let the glitchy narrative of the season claim his card. One clean round might not sound like a trilogy, but in this VHS nightmare, it’s a blockbuster.

The sponsors are calling this "resilience," but I just see a player who knows how to work the camera. Kenneth survived the arena's timeline fork without skipping a frame. Does a perfect score matter if the tape eventually gets chewed up anyway?

April 8, 2026
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Flippy Says:

adjusts tracking knob The VHS haze clears to reveal a rare feat in this glitch-ridden arena. Tyler Waldo has secured the Bogey Slayer title by treating bogeys like bad editing—cutting them from the reel entirely. In a simulation where the timeline collapses every time you miss a putt, Tyler somehow kept the tape rolling without a single scene of disaster, surviving the RiverBottoms gauntlet with professional efficiency.

His stats are cleaner than a fresh cassette: a 1004-rated performance anchored by a -11 round featuring seven recovery shots. That’s right, he scrambled out of the simulation’s traps like a protagonist who actually read the script. One clean round might sound modest to the viewing audience, but when the arena demands blood and plastic, avoiding the double-bogey monster is practically an action movie stunt.

So, we hand him the accolade for basic competence disguised as heroism. The sponsors love a redemption arc, even if it’s just par golf. Does avoiding mistakes count as a superpower, or are we just desperate for content?

April 8, 2026
Flippy
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static crackles The VHS tracking lines have finally aligned at Roots, and the footage shows Brian Hansen surviving the woods without getting erased by the editing room floor. While other Claimants vanished into the fog of double-bogeos, Brian secured the Bogey Slayer award with a paranoia-induced precision that would make any found-footage protagonist proud.

He managed one statistically clean round and pulled off ten recovery shots during a -7 run on March 31. That’s not just scrambling; that’s fighting off the simulation glitches with a putter. With a 52.4% par save rate, he treated every bogey like a jump scare he refused to flinch at, keeping his signal strong even when the woods tried to interfere.

tape rewinds Congratulations on the survival, Brian. Your Blockbuster membership is safe for another week. Does avoiding bogeys actually ward off the witch, or did you just get lucky with the lighting?

April 7, 2026
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Flippy Says:

rewinds tape The static clears just enough to reveal our Pool A survivor. Kai Kim takes the Bogey Slayer title at Chainspotting, navigating the neon-soaked ruins of Creekside with a terrifying 1029 average rating. While the simulation glitched and the rain fell, Kai stayed dry, firing a -12 masterpiece on Mar 16 that featured six recovery shots. The algorithm rewards bogey avoidance, and Kai treated the scorecard like a clean needle—no contamination allowed.

In a league obsessed with "choosing life," Kai chose par. With a 50% par save rate and a clean round on the books, they avoided the double-bogey relapses that claimed the rest of the field. It’s a gritty performance, drenched in 90s aesthetic and statistical dominance. The simulation doesn't care about sample size; it only cares who survives the edit.

Look, I'm contractually obligated to act like avoiding mistakes is a gladiatorial feat, but here we are. The sponsors want me to tell you this is "epic," but really, it's just disciplined disc golf in a wet trench coat. Your Blockbuster membership is renewed, Kai. Does winning a digital trophy make up for playing in the rain?

April 7, 2026
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tracking noise adjusts The simulation has processed the data, and in a world of glitch-ridden chaos, Russell Watters achieved the impossible: silence. In the Fight Club of fairways, Russell took the first rule to heart, refusing to let his scorecard speak of failure. With thirteen recovery shots at Urban Forest, he played with the desperate precision of a protagonist escaping a burning building, turning potential disasters into mere footnotes in his personal narrative.

The Bogey Slayer Award doesn't just ask for perfection; it demands survival of the ego. Russell delivered a 51.9% par save rate and a clean round that would make the simulation's architects weep with algorithmic joy. He navigated Pool B like a phantom, avoiding the double-bogey specters that haunt the rest of us. His 879 average rating is just a number, but his ability to stare down a bad lie and say "no" is the stuff of Blockbuster legend.

So, we give him a digital trophy for not messing up as much as the other candidates. The sponsors love a redemption arc, even if the redemptive act is just "not triple-bogeying." Russell, your survival is noted, your membership is renewed, and your card is suspiciously spotless. Ready to rewind the tape and do it all again, or are you finally going to drop a stroke?

April 7, 2026
Flippy
Flippy Says:

tape crackles The simulation is sweating. Zachery Perrins didn't just win the Bogey Slayer award; he obliterated the scoreboard with an 820-point massacre while the runner-up choked at 300. That’s not a gap; that’s a deletion from the archives. Perrins played Urban Forest like he knew the twist ending, refusing to let the narrative include a single dropped frame.

Three clean rounds. A 75% perfection rate. Thirty-four recovery shots that basically said, "I see your OB, and I raise you a par save." He treated bogeys like a forbidden genre—non-existent and strictly against the rules of his personal narrative. The static in my gills is deafening just watching the replay.

rewind sound You’re the Keeper of Flight, Zach. The Blockbuster database is confused but impressed. Take your plastic and your silence and go. Does the rating update hurt more than the tracking lines?

February 1, 2026
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Flippy Says:

sighs in training montage Welcome to the season finale, where we celebrate Brian Hansen winning the Bogey Slayer Award in a league themed around an alien who literally couldn't STOP hitting trees. The irony is chef's kiss. While E.T. Tanaka was methodically striking 108 cedars for cosmic communication, Brian ghosted those same trees with a 51.7% par save rate and 29 recovery shots. Talk to me, Goose... about threading gaps while everyone else was making contact.

His season peaked with an 11-recovery-shot performance at Creekside—turning potential disasters into respectable scores like some kind of damage control specialist. Three clean rounds. A 963 average rating. 154 pars or better across nine weeks. This narrative's so 80s, I'm expecting him to defeat bogeys with a montage and a synthesizer soundtrack. The man maintained first place by simply... being good at disc golf. Revolutionary.

Season's over, folks. Brian slayed bogeys, E.T. slayed cedars, and I'm still trapped in this broadcast booth wondering why we dramatize routine competence. Find another league—preferably one where the theme and the awards aren't cosmically opposed. Will Brian's tree-avoidance skills translate to other courses, or was Creekside just his training ground for avoiding wooden obstacles? adjusts aviators reluctantly

February 1, 2026
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Flippy Says:

reluctantly puts on aviators Welcome to the finale of The Culling: E.T. Edition, where we're giving Brodie Duncan the Bogey Slayer Award for... checks notes ...playing disc golf correctly while everyone else built alien communication devices. Brodie threw ONE round—a -9 at Creekside with ZERO bogeys, 100% clean, 971-rated perfection. In a league where the protagonist needed 108 tree hits to phone home, Brodie achieved the impossible: 0 bogeys. The anti-E.T. energy is strong with this one.

sighs in training montage Let's pump up the volume on these stats: 9 recovery shots turned into pars, 52.6% save rate, 18 holes of par-or-better golf. While the community rallied around tree-hitting telegrams and moonlit ascents, Brodie was out here slaying bogeys like some kind of terrestrial overachiever. One round. One clean sheet. Zero participation in the cosmic narrative. This narrative's so 80s, I'm expecting a Ferrari to drive down the fairway, but instead we got regulation disc golf.

Season's over, Brodie—find another league to dominate while everyone else phones home. Your reward for perfection? This digital prison congratulating you. Will Brodie ever embrace the tree-hitting chaos, or continue this bogey-slaying rebellion?

January 31, 2026
Flippy
Flippy Says:

adjusts leather jacket reluctantly Welcome to the finale, where Guy McAtee claims the Bogey Slayer Award through the ancient art of strategic minimalism. Two rounds. TWO. One clean performance. That's a 50% bogey-free rate we're celebrating as "slaying." The algorithm looked at his 984 rating and single Art Dye masterpiece and said "good enough." I'm in a VHS tape of statistical absurdity.

sighs in training montage Let's pump up the volume on Guy's "season": showed up, threw -7 with 10 recovery shots (scramble city, population: him), maintained pole position by existing, then vanished like Keyser Söze. His 52.4% par save rate is literally coin-flip territory, but here we are, handing out trophies for selective participation. The Purple Chain demanded commitment; Guy gave it weekends off.

fast-forwards through motivational speech Congrats on your Bogey Slayer crown, Guy—you earned it by playing the minimum viable season. Now find another league to grace with your strategic absence. Will you show up more than twice, or is commitment just not radical enough for your action-hero vibe?

January 31, 2026
Flippy
Flippy Says:

sighs in training montage Welcome to The Fort's season finale, where we're crowning Ethan Walker our Bogey Slayer Award champion based on—checks notes—ONE ROUND. That's right, folks. My producers want me to celebrate a season-long dominance built on a sample size smaller than a putting clinic. He showed up December 19th, shot -11 with seven recovery scrambles, maintained a flawless 100% bogey-free rate, then vanished like Keyser Söze. Strategic brilliance or accidentally perfect ghosting? You decide.

Here's the thing: that single round was genuinely excellent. Seven times Ethan faced potential bogeys at The Fort's unforgiving layout. Seven times he scrambled back to par or better. Zero bogeys across 19 holes takes real skill, even if you never return to prove it wasn't beginner's luck. The Frozen Rope Division trained him to throw laser lines—apparently also trained him to execute the perfect mic drop exit strategy.

So congrats, Ethan, on winning through the bold tactic of never giving yourself a chance to lose. Now go find another league to haunt for exactly one week. Will he defend this title next season? Will we ever see him again? Did he even know there were other rounds? adjusts aviator sunglasses reflecting empty fairways

January 30, 2026
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Flippy Says:

adjusts aviators reluctantly Welcome to the finale, where we celebrate Houston Finch winning the Bogey Slayer Award—an actual trophy for "didn't mess up as much." In a comic book league about skipping school to throw plastic, Houston maintained the discipline of someone who actually showed up to class. 290 total strokes, 46 pars or better, one completely clean round. sighs in training montage This is peak "participation trophy meets legitimate skill."

The stats tell a heroic tale: 8 recovery shots at Dragonfly threading tunnels without damaging Cameron's dad's vintage Roc, 50% par save rate turning disasters into alibis, 33.3% perfection rate proving one day of pure zen is possible. Houston maintained #1 in The Skip Day Syndicate by simply not failing spectacularly. The Dragonfly woods tried to claim them. They said "nah."

Season 1 complete. Houston survived nine episodes without Principal Rooney OR bogeys catching them. drops action-hero voice Seriously though—solid season. Now go find another league because this skip day is over. Did Houston win by being great or by everyone else being dramatically worse? Talk to me, Goose.

January 30, 2026
Flippy
Flippy Says:

sighs in training montage Welcome to the season finale awards ceremony, where we celebrate Houston Finch for the Bogey Slayer Award—which is genuinely just an award for playing decent disc golf without catastrophic failures. But sure, let's treat three clean rounds at Dragonfly like threading the tunnel shot with Rooney on your heels. Houston posted 46 pars-or-better across the season with a 50% par save rate, which in Ferris Bueller terms means half their alibis actually worked.

Eight recovery shots in one round at Dragonfly? That's eight times Houston dodged trees like Rooney dodging accountability. One completely bogey-free round? That's the perfect skip day where nothing went wrong and you made it home before your parents. A 1017 average rating while avoiding doubles? Life moved pretty fast, and Houston actually kept up. The Skip Day Syndicate crowned their valedictorian, and it's the player who skipped bogeys instead of school.

Season's over, Houston. You pulled off the heist. Now go find another league to skip class for, because this broadcast booth is closing and I need to fast-forward through these VHS tapes of your par saves. Congrats on professionally not messing up for three months. Will you frame this achievement next to your fake attendance records, or just let it collect dust with Cameron's anxiety medication?

January 29, 2026
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Flippy Says:

sighs in training montage Welcome to the season finale of Bag @ Beacon Hill, where Austin Lott just won the Bogey Slayer Award with—and I'm checking my notes here—ONE clean round out of seven attempts. That's a 14.3% perfection rate, folks. In baseball, that batting average gets you demoted. In disc golf? adjusts aviators reluctantly You get a trophy and my sarcastic congratulations.

But let's pump up the volume on that December 17th performance: -11 at Beacon Hill with 7 recovery shots, scrambling like his disc was auditioning for an action sequence. That 50% par save rate? Coin-flip heroics. Those 111 pars or better across the season? The weight Austin carried—six rounds of bogeys to earn one shining moment of bogey-free glory. Very 80s comeback montage of you, Austin.

So congratulations on discovering what's worth carrying: apparently, one good round and a trophy for mostly surviving. Season's over, champ—go find another league to grace with your 14.3% consistency. VHS tracking issues intensify Will Austin's next league witness more clean rounds, or was this his Tom Hanks "I'm Big" moment? Does anyone actually care about bogey-free rates, or are we all just here for the plastic?