 Wobbling across like a stiff back grandpa. Oh, no, using the bat at his cane and just trying to stretch it out. He realizes, hey, I think my legs are done. He's got to go Lieutenant Dan the rest of the way, just arms and look what he does. Helmets off again and gonna go for a run. Cummins is like, dude, you don't, okay, if you want to. Wobbling, wobbling, wobbling, gets back just in the nick of time. Oh my goodness, cramp attack, go still, lay down. Zampa comes down because he would hit next. He says, hey, I can stretch, get back up those stairs, Zampa. Come on, getting exciting. They need 43 runs off 40 balls and he goes reverse reap again and throws it for six. And now Afghanistan's like, what the fuck is this?