Disc golf: The feeling of a disc (maybe) en route to an ace? Unreal

Do you remember your first kiss?

Random question, I know.

I was talking to an old buddy from back in Oklahoma the other night on the phone. We were reminiscing about high school, swapping stories and telling jokes. I forget what brought up the subject of planting first-time smoothes, but he said something to the effect of the following:

“I loved losing my virgin lips, but the pursuit was just as much fun as crossing the finish line.”

Assuming you’ve finished this race, you’re well aware of what it takes to get the job done. There’s some painfully bad flirting, perhaps a well-timed brush of the shoulders and intense hand-holding. Throw some direct, awkward eye contact in there, and three, two, one …

Boom.

The deed is done.

PDGA: Kyle Klein

Stay with me on this one …

But I think my friend’s claim about the journey of the first kiss being just as much of a thrill as the final destination has plenty to do with carding an ace in disc golf, be it the first or hundredth.

And when I say “journey,” I’m less referring to the hundreds (or thousands) of throws between aces and more the literal flight path the disc takes from hand to chains to bottom of the cage.

The emotion a disc golfer experiences in those few seconds?

The headline labels it best:

Unreal.

Heck, the ace run doesn’t even have to stick for excitement to fill the air …

In my own words, if I had to describe this mid-flight feeling, I’d say it’s somewhat similar to what a drop in a roller coaster does to the gut, but less extreme. For example, on the Incredible Hulk Coaster at Islands of Adventure in Orlando, the pit in the tummy you feel is your body telling you something intense is about to happen: a drop, loop, corkscrew, decapitation, etc.

I’m sure science disagrees with that analysis, but work with me. In disc golf, there’s no physical thrill, but the mind can’t help but anticipate the possibility of a hole-in-one on the horizon.

While airborne, when it looks like there’s a slight chance of a one-time wonder, it can feel as if a higher power’s steering the frisbee to its destined resting place – like somebody’s hiding behind a tree with a remote synced to your disc. Watch tons of these highlights, and you’ll feel it, too.

There’s a late flip, sudden fade or undeviating B-line that seemingly can’t be explained.

  • If you’ve smashed an ace, you know this feeling well.
  • If you’ve come close, but not yet nabbed one, you still know it.
  • And if all of this might as well be Chinese, keep at it – she’s not far off.

Know this much, though …

Once you’ve experienced this high, you’ll be chasing it for the rest of your disc golf career. You’ll never tire of it; you’ll want others to taste it, too. So much so, in fact, you might even document the never-ending quest on YouTube. That way, others can get a hit of this stuff vicariously through you: Foundation Disc Golf, Bear Bite Disc, Another Round, etc.

Even Simon Lizotte piggybacks the hunt for aces to claim subscribers.

And with good reason …

It’s a proven formula.

Does the pleasure of a successful pin-seeker rival that of a premier peck?

No, but it’s just as memorable – and not far behind in feeling.

Pucker up, peeps.

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Lucas Miller

Lucas Miller is the founder and editor-in-chief of Green Splatter. When he’s not out tossing a Champion Rhyno in his native Utah, he’s watching true-crime documentaries with his wife, wrestling his twin boys and praying the Oklahoma City Thunder’s rebuild passes quickly.

4 thoughts on “Disc golf: The feeling of a disc (maybe) en route to an ace? Unreal”

  1. Still an Ace Virgin, but yesterday while golfing with my daughter I had my first throw in birdie! I was about 100 ft from the basket. Lots of trees and rough on the left. Backhanded a DX Roc on a slight hyzer just wanting it to spike close to the basket.

    Everything you described. The throw felt great, it released exactly as I intended. Then that reliable Roc fade kicked in. I never thought chains til I heard the sound.

    It was definitely a special birdie, but leaves me yearning for an ace too! One day!

    Catch ya later- I got an ice bowl to go to!

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  2. It’s such a surreal moment when it actually goes in. My brain doesn’t know how to register it. It’s like it happens in slow motion. It’s almost like that’s not supposed to happen lol

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    • It really is one of those “pinch-me” moments …

      You’re so used to NOT seeing the disc go in from distance, that when it does, the world feels off. Haha.

      Great point!

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