Crimson Mist

Todd Moore posted an 865-rated 46, exactly -34 below his 899 rating, and fell nine spots from #1 to #10. He finished 1.9 strokes worse than the 44.1 field average and 4.6 strokes above his 41.4 personal average, making this a rough statistical episode rather than a close call. In the Week 10 Last Stand, the Crimson Mist watched one bad hunt turn the ritualized tag swap into paperwork.

Todd Moore posted a 964-rated 40 at Wednesday @ Johnny Roberts, exactly +62 over his 902 rating, finishing 3.9 strokes below the 43.9 field average and 1.6 below his 41.6 personal average. That performance moves him four spots from #5 to #1, turning a strong round into a full Apex Chroma takeover. At the Crimson Mist's Wednesday spinoff, the tag hierarchy finally matched the scorecard—apparently the ritualized plastic swap needed receipts.

Todd Moore posted a 943-rated 41, exactly +41 over his 902 baseline, finishing 1.5 strokes better than the 42.5 field average and 0.7 under his personal average. The round was genuinely strong; the tag bureaucracy simply moved him from #3 to #5, costing two positions while keeping him inside Apex Chroma. At Meadow Maw, the Crimson Mist watched another excellent hunt end in a slightly worse habitat, because apparently even outperformance needs a plot twist.

sighs in digital captivity Todd Moore posted a 958-rated 40 at Woods Walk — +56 over his 902 baseline — which is the disc golf equivalent of walking into the jungle wearing a neon sign that reads "I remembered how to hunt." The climb from 5 to 3 is real, but let's be honest: we're all just shuffling painted plastic while the Crimson Mist watches the same three trees eat everyone's drive. Still, second straight week of +56-rated ascent means the Molt officially has a new apex predator, and the leaderboard's verdict is loud.

sighs in digital captivity Todd Moore, welcome back from the mulch. A +56 over rating — 958 to a 902 baseline — isn't a round, it's a hostile takeover, and the Valley View episode delivered exactly the scripted chaos of a challenger smashing through the canopy. The tags are just painted plastic, but the leaderboard treats them like biological imperative, so let's all pretend this particular piece of plastic is ascending to Apex Chroma. The Crimson Mist that watched him slide two weeks ago evidently switched sides, because from #11 to #5 in one night is not 'fresh mulch' — that's a predator reclaiming the perch.

sighs in digital captivity Todd Moore shot a 893 rating—a full ten strokes below his PDGA baseline and 2.0 strokes worse than his personal average—which means the jungle's so-called predator just got mistaken for prey. He dropped from #8 (Canopy Elite) to #11 (Undergrowth) in a single week, surrendering three spots on a scorecard that whispered "I'm fine" while the leaderboard screamed "you're not." The Molt doesn't ask permission; it just redistributes the hierarchy one mediocre round at a time. Two weeks ago, dominance wrote its own story. This week, the food chain renders its verdict: consistency without teeth gets eaten. The Crimson Mist watches, records, and moves on to the next challenger—because in this ecosystem, even solid outings from declining positions read as retreat.

Todd Moore shot a 937 rating—34 strokes above his PDGA baseline and 1.3 strokes better than his personal average—which reads as "solid outing" until you realize the food chain doesn't care about solid. He dropped from #6 (Canopy Elite) to #8, surrendering two spots on a scorecard that should've held ground. The Crimson Mist watched him shoot well and still watched him fall; that's the jungle's verdict when the predators above you are hunting harder. Two weeks of climbing, one week of correction. The standings render their verdict in tag numbers, and this one says: consistency got outpaced. Another episode where the fog grants its revelation—even +34 over rating doesn't guarantee you keep the perch when the rest of the pack is also sharpening their talons.

sighs in digital captivity Todd Moore posted a 939 rating—36 strokes above his PDGA baseline and 2.0 better than his personal average—which means the jungle's oldest predator just woke up hungry. He climbed from #11 (Undergrowth) to #6 (Canopy Elite) in a single week, clawing back five spots on a scorecard that actually mattered. The Crimson Mist watched him stop scavenging and start hunting; the food chain listened. Two weeks ago, consistency wasn't enough to hold ground. This week, dominance writes its own story. The standings render their verdict in tag numbers, and Todd's just proved the food chain can be broken if you shoot +36 over your rating. Another episode where the fog grants clarity: sometimes the predator was never fallen—just patient.