|Deadly Face No.3 'Flash Harry'|
3. Flash Harry - whatever you do, don't steal his limelight
Screeching into the club car-park all eyes turn to the convertible Audi TT that blasts out the latest Eurobeats straight from Magaluf. Out jumps Harry, though no-one really notices his face.
They see the quaffed hair, the salmon-pink shirt and gold bling squeezed everywhere feasible, and some places damn near impossible.
Harry knows everyone is looking and he loves it, he desires the adulation and needs everyone to see the latest kit that he is convinced will bring him the TT title.
His outfit combination reeks of Ian Poulter on acid but completely oblivious Harry struts through the clubhouse, shrieking into his iPhone so all within a five-mile radius can hear about his latest exploits with Charlie and Ollie.
Harry nods to everyone and anyone, like the self-anointed VIP that he is, as he swaggers to the first tee and looks as though he's itching to strike the first high-five of the round.
NEXT DEADLY FACE: No.4 - Connor the Crammer