Richmond wasn’t built to flatter anyone.
It doesn’t hand out easy wins or warm-and-fuzzy delusions.
It’s a cold gym light, a loud crowd, and a board that tells you the truth whether you want it or not.
Open #3 didn’t give Brotherhood Cornhole a parade.
It gave them a pulse check.
And the whole squad showed up ready to listen.
Spencer Fabionar: Undefeated Until the Wall, Then Right Back to Work
Spencer’s weekends have a certain gravitational pull. He doesn’t float into events — he crash-lands, recalibrates, and shows you exactly how sharp his edges are.
Friday’s Tier 1 Blind Draw put him next to Lucas Householder, and the two of them walked through their bracket undefeated. Just clean, steady, demanding bags. The run stopped in the overall finals to Youmans and Wiedenfield — second place, the kind of finish that stings only if you weren’t watching how well they threw on the way there.
Saturday doubles with Austin Waskow started slow — a close broadcast-court loss to the eventual runners-up, 21–15 — but then came the four-game heater. A streak that looked like classic Spencer until Collin and Ethan decided to play demolition crew and shut it down 21–10. Seventh in Tier 1, with a 10.24 bracket PPR that says far more about the form than the placing.
Sunday singles opened with a 3–0 start, all controlled pace and clean decision-making, until running into Ryan Windsor, who spent the entire day playing like gravity didn’t apply to his bags. Another loss followed. Gas tank emptied. Ninth in Tier 1 with a 10.21 bracket PPR — not Spencer’s ceiling, but nowhere near a step backward.
Some people want fireworks every weekend.
Spencer wants repeatability.
And he’s building it brick by brick.
Keyara Peterson: The Long Game Is Starting to Take Shape
Keyara didn’t leave Virginia with a trophy, but she left with proof. Proof she’s getting sharper. Proof she’s climbing. Proof that nobody — absolutely nobody — is looking forward to seeing her at Signature #1.
Ninth in Women’s Singles with a 9.83 over 90 rounds. Fourth in Women’s Doubles with Mailyn Dela Cruz Gigante — another step forward for a duo that keeps tightening at every event. Five and one in Rounders. Tier 1 again. Sunday Singles didn’t cooperate, but effort isn’t the problem. Rhythm is. And rhythm is something Keyara builds with repetition and stubbornness.
Richmond showed her what the next gear looks like.
And she walked out ready to find it.
Mailyn Dela Cruz Gigante: One Tough Bracket After Another
Mailyn’s Virginia weekend wasn’t easy. It wasn’t smooth. But it was honest, and it was earned.
Three and two in Women’s Singles.
Fourth in Women’s Doubles.
Five and one in Rounders.
T13 in Open Singles.
T17 in Open Doubles.
She threw Code 3Rs the whole way — bags that don’t lie for you, bags that demand precision. Mailyn didn’t get every round she wanted, but she took every round seriously.
This is what a competitive season really looks like:
Fight the bracket you get.
Build off the ones you don’t.
Mailyn will be more dangerous because of Virginia, not in spite of it.
Tony Forbes: Playing His Best Bags of the Year
Tony’s results weren’t the loudest of the weekend.
His game was.
Third in Blind Draw with Clayton Arch — a bracket loaded with landmines, and Tony danced through most of them.
Saturday doubles with Ethan Farias brought a 4–2 Rounders record and a bracket run that ended only after running into Mark Richards, Tony Smith, Gabriel Clauson, and Sammy Soto. If you’re going to lose, that’s a murderer’s row.
Fourth in bracket for singles, and Tony will tell you himself: it was the best he’s thrown all year. Losses to Cash Chamness don’t rattle anyone who understands the sport.
He’s not chasing pretty finishes.
He’s chasing the version of himself that can beat anybody.
Virginia said he’s getting close.
Colin Hodet: Three Straight Crew Cups and Counting
Some players catch lightning.
Colin commits arson.
Crew Cup? Another win. That’s three in a row. Logan Chamberlain, Gavin Cano, Gage Landis — different combinations, same ending.
Saturday doubles with Gage brought a 5–1 Rounders run and a third-place bracket finish. These two aren’t “heating up.” They’re architecting something.
Singles didn’t click, but Colin’s not the type to panic. He throws, he evaluates, he fixes, and he comes back sharper the next time. The Guardian XRs stayed glued to the board for him — the consistency is there. The precision is there. The confidence is there.
New Mexico isn’t ready for him.
Gage Landis: The Season of Slow, Relentless Acceleration
Gage has been building a resume with no dead weight.
Richmond added another clean page.
Crew Cup win with Colin, Gavin, and Logan.
Fifth in Blind Draw with Joanne Gendreau Martin.
Third in doubles with Colin after a 5–1 Rounders run.
And a 5–2 singles performance that ended with T4 in the bracket.
His finishes so far:
1st.
4th.
4th.
That’s not random.
That’s a pattern.
And patterns in cornhole usually end with a podium photo.
Myrtle Beach is next.
And Gage is tracking upward with purpose.
Donald Cupp: Another Senior Doubles Title, No Flinching
Some players celebrate wins.
Donald files them away like invoices.
Another Senior Doubles title. Another moment of casual excellence. Another reminder that experience isn’t a crutch — it’s a weapon.
What Virginia Told Us
Richmond wasn’t a coronation.
It was an audit.
Who’s climbing.
Who’s recalibrating.
Who’s tightening their screws.
Who’s quietly preparing to break the season open.
Brotherhood Cornhole didn’t dominate every bracket.
They didn’t need to.
They learned.
They adjusted.
They sharpened.
ACL Open #4 in Albuquerque is coming.
Myrtle Beach waits after that.
This season isn’t a sprint — it’s an accumulation of moments.
And moments like Virginia are the ones that turn good teams into inevitable ones.