This enmity towards Du Plessis intensified when he returned four years later when, now at the helm of the Proteas ship, led South Africa to a hat-trick of Test series victories on Australian soil even while chewing a mint in his mouth.
He was also there in Australia’s darkest hour on that fateful day in Cape Town, looking on with that cheeky smirk that gets under the skin of every Bruce and Sheila.
And now with the country’s premier summer pastime in the midst of its biggest crisis since the Kerry Packer revolution, there stands Du Plessis again turning the knife into the heart of Australian cricket.
Du Plessis and the Proteas will return home tomorrow with both white-ball trophies packed comfortably away in the luggage compartment. After the ODI series silverware was collected in Hobart last week, there was just enough time to pick up the T20 title too yesterday on the Gold Coast.