I can see how these courses can be tough for mid-level players, but become fairly easy when you have a big arm, good aim, and know your plastic. Mid-level arms can't simply hyzer bomb every shot over the trees, which is all Will Schusterick ever has to do at Fountain Hills or Scottsdale. Players with lesser arms have to get the discs to turn over, and shape lines, in order to get anywhere close to the same distance, which puts their game at much greater risk than usual, and the trees come into play, limiting their lines.
I had been talking with some of these guys recently, and a lot of them are not happy with the level of challenge that a lot of the courses provide. After seeing the latest developments, and especially recognizing how far the youngest players can bomb in a round, there is going to have to be some changes. To compensate, courses have been lengthened and lots of OB and narrow landing areas have been introduced. But what we need is also tighter fairways owing to natural obstacles, such as huge trees and landforms. I think Milo McIver is a step in that direction, but that course is still more wide open than I'm thinking is the ideal. I want to see a course that forces Will Schusterick to take different lines, throw turnovers, and which has enough natural hazard off the fairway that OB lines aren't even needed/required. Probably has to be a course in the big redwoods, in the mountains, or similar.
rusch_bag wrote:...I still think it is nuts though that Dave shot two of the best rounds ever and lost.
Shooting an 1100-rated round has never been a good way to win tournaments. Shooting steady, consistent, and above your rating is how you win days-long tournaments. Hardly anyone can keep up the level of risk required for 1100-rated results over multiple rounds without getting into some kind of trouble. I watched most of the rounds at this Memorial, and I have to say that Feldberg encountered a ton of good luck along the way. He played great golf, too, but how many times did he perch on the edge of OB, or got some tree love that saved an otherwise errant throw?