For life is a game of fluctuating fortunes and inherent unpredictability. TEST MATCH The pitch has a little bit of rough And a fare amount of green The bowler is looking rather rough And is acting very mean I’m playing before my home-crowd And I am trying not to fail As he turns and starts his run-up Blazing with fire on his trail I was dropped in the gully Trying unsuccessfully to hook The very next delivery of a no-ball A spectacular catch the close in-fielder took I went foolishly for a run That I knew wasn’t there The non-striker was fixed at his crease Waving and shouting with a glare I thought if I survive the morning session I might make it through to tea Then I narrowly escaped in the slips Edging an out-swinger I didn’t see I played a stroke to a delivery That I felt wasn’t right Then the sky darkened in a hurry I started to worry about the light My foot-movement was lacking I tried to correct it in the net We had lost six wickets To avoid the follow-on There were fifty more to get ….forty-six in fact Adding that boundary to the score If we mix defense with attack I’m sure we’ll get some more The captain has gone on the offensive Choosing a complete different field We can’t afford to lose another wicket The tail-enders –it’s my job to shield But before the over was finished A wide ball he tried to drive Now the fielders who were asleep Have suddenly come alive The next batsman in is a rabbit His deficiencies are too numerous to ignore He should be pleased if he gets off the mark I would be surprised if he makes four The fielders are closing in The outcome does not look good Avoid a third loss at the start of the test I really thought we could We lost another wicket and fell closer to defeat And as I gazed unto the pavilion all I could see were empty seats Luckily we made it through to tea with one session left to face Four fiery fact bowlers on a wearing pitch With varying bounce and pace There were fifteen over to be bowled I was not-out on thirtythree The batsman at the other end I told him to defend And leave the scoring to me We battled through till evening And were unbeaten at the close We manage to save the test series And are now heroes I suppose. Ansel priest Brown
Posted on: Fri, 05 Jul 2013 09:28:57 +0000
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