It's too bad the guy can't write worth a smelly shit. The concept holds a lot of promise. Just in this very thread we see the kinds of bullshit trustafari smug superiority that hangs out there, like a slow-walking fat kid waiting to be pelted with snowballs on that day when the snow packs just right -- not icy and bone-breaking, not fluffy and fall-apart, but just right.
You can always tell who's a pampered trustafarian, a nouveau riche money-for-nothing dickweed who retired at 30, or a clueless aspirant to the prior two classes -- they're cunting up this thread with their apologies for TGR's bullshit downward trajectory, saying it's good to ruin a sport for many participants if a handful of them can cash in and live as if they'd been born with the trust fund, the silver spoon, or the daddy's business to inherit at age 21.
dunfee is a shitty writing turd, and deserves skewering, but sadly our author here wasn't up to the task, and the weak self-parody attempt via references to contrails, they don't bring the funny and don't hurl the scathe in real critical comedic fashion.
sorta reads like rideit's or kidwoo's high school locker room "humor", though it's funnier than either of those two Heroes of TGR.
I think I agree with Doobie Brother:
TGR fanbois remind me of the deluded dipshits who would apologize for Obama from their deathbed after getting hit by a Holder-Chertoff Drone despite absence of real terrorism. "Obama is black, progressive, and means well."
Yeah right. That's so funny. Like rideit/kidwoo funny. Like Will Ferrell funny. All the stuck-in-8th-grade-immaturity bro-brahs find it funny, dood!