(fashion) As if this desultory Ashes summer had not punished David Warner enough, there was to be yet another indignity: an infernal delay as he waited in hope for deliverance in the late-morning sunshine.
The UltraEdge machine was taking a little time to zone in on the replay of the bat he had just wafted at a wide Jofra Archer ball so Warner was left in limbo, gazing up at the screen for two minutes or so as Marcus Harris stood beside him in solidarity, with seemingly little to say.
The spike the instrument eventually registered seemed out of sync with the shot and replays also suggested there was no bat on ball but Warner was not hanging around for an inquisition.
David Warner scored just five in the first innings of the fifth Ashes Test against England
The opener was made to wait a long time before he was eventually given out on review
The not out decision had not even been overturned before he marched away, wearing that same enigmatic smile which has been playing across his face at moments like this all summer.
The boos which rang out were half-hearted. Warner-baiting loses some of its appeal when the individual in question seems done for.
The shocking disintegration of his batting has been as fascinating a part of this Ashes summer as Steve Smith’s rise to the realms of the insuperable: not so much a drop in form, as a cliff-edge crash from an individual of hitherto proven world class.
The hunter has become the hunted, to coin one Australian writer’s description of Warner’s eclipse by Stuart Broad in which all the Sydneysider’s old, brash personal certainties have vanished in plain view.
Warner has become the hunted amid a stunning loss of form throughout this series
He has twice succumbed to last-instant decisions to let the ball go and three times been beaten on the inside edge. His penultimate 11-minute, eight-ball innings of five yesterday made him the first opening batsman to be out for eight single digit scores in one Test series.
There’s historically been very little source of fascination about Warner when England have been around.
He’s punched Joe Root flat in the face and clashed with Moeen Ali and Jonny Bairstow in ways that suggest that this is not an individual whose company you would care to keep.
It did not really seem so shocking when Alastair Cook related this week that Warner had admitted to him using substances attached to the strapping on his hand to accelerate the deterioration of the ball.
But this professional unravelling feels more complicated. They say that Warner brings the colour to what