Wracked by nerves, he spent 33 overs of the innings away from all his team-mates, in the fourth umpire's room. All kinds of questions raced through his mind. "What if it came down to me, with Lance helpless at the other end?" "How would I remember where all the fielders were?" "How do I get Klusener on strike when all the gaps are plugged?" He dreaded having to bat, and when it appeared he had to, he couldn't remember anything said to him as he left the dressing room. Out in the middle he was awestruck by the calm of Klusener; awe turned into ecstasy on the second of those astonishing last-over fours: "What an amazing shot - what nerve!" At the fateful moment, however, "my legs felt like jelly, as though I wasn't making any headway at all"; it was "a dreamlike sequence, almost in slow motion", until "the Aussies fell into each others' arms and my world just fell apart". Donald describes the stunned and teary dressing room, Klusener and he repeatedly trying to absolve one another; the guilt at facing fans "who had paid so much to come over and see me throw it away with one moment of panic"; the insomnia; the fortnight off county duty because of his emotional state in this "nightmare summer in England", plagued further by injury; the loop-watching of that run out in a bid to overcome it, the replays telling him that it was "the sort of thing you see on the village green every Sunday. Not in a World Cup semi-final, featuring a guy who has played for his country for more than a decade."