CRICKET, Glorious Cricket
In appreciation of cricket commentaries and commentators
If FOOTBALL is ‘THE BEAUTIFUL GAME’
Then I would have to say,
CRICKET is ‘THE GLORIOUS GAME’,
It betters it all the way.
Both have eleven in their team,
Both games are played with balls,
But there the similarity ends,
They’re not the same at all.
Although it is a game to watch
Cricket’s still a hit;
When listening to the radio
And those pundits spice it up a bit.
Yes, commentators do indulge,
Their language can sound silly,
For cricket lends itself to jest …
“The bowlers Holding, the batsman’s Willey”.
The comma after Holding,
That is the crucial bit.
Without it we would all be –
Well – Not something we permit.
Who ever heard a football pundit
Deliver such a joke?
Their chat is loud and full of ‘Gooooooal!”
Enough to cause a stroke.
As I listen to my radio,
When reporters break the rules,
In cricket commentaries
They do not talk like fools.
“He chanced his arm and it came off”
That is another beauty;
“The captain’s relieved himself at the Pavilion End”
There’s another, just a little fruity.
“Neil Harvey, he is fielding slip,
Waiting for a tickle, legs wide apart”,
Compared with such perceptive comments
Football has no counterpart.
“An interesting morning, full of interest”.
“Hutton ill … sorry, 111″
There’s two beauties, made to measure,
More like that and I’m in heaven.
So there you have it,
It’s my viewpoint.
These cricket commentators
May the gods anoint.
( With my apologies for some of my forced rhymes and unmetrical meters! )
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