Beer to Chris Lynn, 1 run, drifting in on middle from wide of the crease. Shows the full straight bat, going through the line to extra cover

Zampa to Burns, no run, goes for the almighty hoick. And has to make his peace with an inside edge onto the pad

Zampa to Burns, FOUR, rank half-tracker. Slipping in line too down leg. He's making the inevitable a lot quicker. Fiercely pulled, behind square

Zampa to Chris Lynn, 1 run, quick slider on middle. Quite off the inside half of the bat in an on-punch

Stoinis to Chris Lynn, FOUR, celebrates with an angry carve. For some reason all bowlers here are bowling it wide. Lynn ain't complaining. Hammers it away through extra cover

Stoinis to Burns, FOUR, he joins the act. Sheds power, adopts timing. On the bounce, guiding it with surgical precision, through gully and point

Faulkner to Burns, 1 run, on the hips, glanced away to backward square leg

Faulkner to Burns, FOUR, plants himself deep in the crease, lets the yorker-turned-half-volley get close and drills it right back down the ground

Faulkner to Burns, no run, 124kph, tightens on off. Knocked to mid-off

Faulkner to Chris Lynn, 1 run, wide, short and Lynn goes to cut. Into the turf

Faulkner to Chris Lynn, 1 run, 106kph, beside the line, with a pushy-drive through the covers

Liam Bowe to Chris Lynn, 1 run, a polite straight bat to punch it down the ground