Our tongue-in-cheek tribute to the South African pace spearhead Dale Steyn on his 29th birthday.
Scowl. It tells the batsman he’s not welcome.
Grip the ball purposefully; like you’re about to do something extraordinary with it.
Start your run-up. Pick up pace slowly. Let your jersey waft in the breeze.
When you see the white of the batsman’s eyes and the trembling of his knees, prepare to unleash the sphere of doom.
Bowl that unplayable outswinger that disappears out of your hand...
... and reappears only after making a mess of the stumps.
Celebrate by pumping your arms; let out some steam.
Alternative celebration: mock yawn that tells the batsman he has no business being on the same park as you.
Walk away with the man of the match trophy...
.. sweep the annual awards..
.. and then score with the ladies.
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