When the hole pays, the disc is boring and that is the point.

Face on time, path a quiet citizen, Alberta turf that does not grab a late toe. Cal hangs it on the right peg and rings the bell once.

Open latches do not photograph well. There is no highlight reel of a ball that simply goes through the hole. The wicket exists for that boredom. If you want a story, the hallway still has posters from the old copy shop.