It's supposed to be raining early doors and then clearing up such that Mr. Grumpy's barbeque (to which only one other Muffin is invited) can proceed without interruption. 

Instead of which it's a lovely morning followed by a monsoon just as Mr. Grumpy fires up the charcoal. Fortunately the Grumpster is three-parts pissed by this point and is beyond caring.

Fat-Boy selects DJ and Tate as his pals and heads up the 1st fairway. By the time Mr. Grumpy, (in cahoots with Nance, Turbo and Brett), arrives at a sapling to the left of the 1st fairway, which is 45 degrees from the 2nd tee, he thinks he's probably safe in concentrating on his chip-out. 

Not so.

Tate has targetted him and in the first of a never-ending sequence of "fore-left" (or "right") shouts has Mr. Grumpy ducking for cover. This is repeated on the 3rd where some members practice-putting are in mortal danger and Fat-Boy and DJ pop into the Pro shop looking for throat sweets.

At the sarnies, the match is all square, but Tate chooses this moment to entertain the crowd by bashing a couple of balls into the hedge and from that point the game is all but over with a convincing win to the 4 ball. In true Muffins tradition there are plenty of "games of two halves". Mr. Grumpy transforms a excellent front-nine 21 into an abject back nine 13, whilst Nance and Brett contrive significant back-nine recoveries. By contrast Turbo is Mr Steady Eddy.

Nance transforms his Saturday Medal "first loser" nett 64 into another Muffin ten-pointer to consolidate his lead in the Summer table.

The true winner is the fines kitty and Mr. Grumpy's back pocket bulges with swag.