I was playing Buffalo Trace today and off the long tee pad I took my usual moon shot with my Barry Shultz champion beast, only with a little hitch. Instead of turning then fading, setting up my usual 3, the disc kept turning and fell off into the right-hand woods.

I was a little dismayed at the shot, but about the time it would have hit the ground (I lost sight of it) my friend and I heard the loudest BOOM! We looked at each other, what could this be? Was that a hippie's camper? No, it turned out to be a metal trash can. Needless to say, the champion plastic left a rather large dent in the side of the galvanized aluminum trash can. I have to say it was about the funniest thing that has happened to me since I've been playing disc golf.