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They’re slow and they move horizontally more.
Does that (ahem) cut it?
He bowls then again and again and again until batsmen see nothing else in their dreams…
It’s a re-Curran nightmare.
Spare us the cutter, KC.
Oh, you did.
Dig the Echo and the Bunnymen reference, Bert.
Actually Tom Curran’s hair looks a bit “Echo and the Bunnymen but not spared the cutter”:
http://cd1025.com/www/assets/artist-tmp/echo-and-the-bunnymen-profile.jpg
Of course, when I say “Echo and the Bunnymen” in the context of hair cuts, I really mean “The Bunnymen”. Echo was the name of the drum machine which, as I understand it, had no hair.
Morgan’s injured. That’s it. We might as well pack up and go home.
Oh, we are at home.