India refuse the new ball and all of a sudden it turns into a masterstroke. Quinton without a measure of length, stays flat footed, feels for the ball, and the turn is enough to rip and take a fat outside edge. And first slip. At the perfect height too. So the greedy brain fade buys the Indians another wicket.
QDK wafts at it with no feet, following the ball only with his hands. It’s lazy. And quite unlike Kohli at slip, who reacts quickly to grab to his left.