Four of us playing in portugal at a very posh club .Three good players and a hack who we doctored his scorecards to gain admission .
Every hole was similiar with three of us playing par golf and the hack being left behind to play catch up through the trees .
At 18th hole waiting to play second shots onto green groundsman motioned to us he would switch off sprinkers to let us play on .
Each of our three shots were greeted with a little round of applause from the clubhouse where they were sitting slipping cocktails in all their finery .
The groundsman never noticed our friend coming up behind and he emerged absolutely soaking through the sprinkers shouting WHO the f-ck switched the water on .
We made a hasty retreat .