Zero to Ocho, I got a plan.
One thing that will come up from time to time is my rekindled passion for the disc golf. Having spent a few too many years in hibernation, I find my newfound clarity is best celebrated in nature. I am no longer on PEDs for frisbee golf.
I have ignored one of the dopest disc golf courses I have ever played on and it’s a shame because I can walk to it. Gettin in those steps gnomesayin.
As I dust off the cobwebs and reform my calluses, much time has been set aside to dream while walking the course. With each round getting progressively better, I remind myself that I AM AN ATHLETE. I need to tighten this game up and compete. Once I beat the best score on uDisc, I will bogart my way into some shenanigans. The disc golf world doesn’t know what’s coming. It lacks the charisma and drip that I bring to the tee.
I know I will never be the GOAT, but I will be the most memorable. My uniform is currently being assembled, so stay tuned. The gnomeslayer gear will be on point.
All this is to one day make on the ESPN8 The Ocho. At that point, I will know that I have arrived. Plan on cashing in on the meet and greet money train traveling the country in my sick RV.
