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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In cricket what is the definition of Stoic? Who is the limited edition who debunks tradition Who is the true rendition of heroic? Pay heed to a rare breed from a special creed The house of flying daggers Batters staggers and Waggers swaggers Because Neil..our man of steel…was the real deal indeed.. Weirdly underrated not celebrated and venerated Part of the rated trio with brio but always number 3 Behind those more mellow humdinger swingers In the Kiwi’s finest trifecta for any selector As heaven sent as fellow lefty Trent and Timmy Southee Hear the naysayers…but you could pick Waggers as not just The latest but greatest of all unorthodox players In the frame with Murali as the top name In the hall of fame of alternative masters of this game Not that tall or particularly quick but his trick Gives it his all..could literally run through a brick wall.. Gall with the ball to enthrall..heart on his sleeve…will always believe.. Our mother load would goad..could explode even on a road..gives every ounce.. When it matters..Waggers will pounce and trounce Shatters batters who flounce at endless bounce That time when still in his prime he bowled with a broken toe Here we go - the Waggers gung-ho..bravado…gusto show Watch him prowl….that demonic scowl….the supersonic howl That death stare…his flair to scare and boy he really did care… Animosity and ferocity if not velocity on the square cavorting With sporting lachrymosity when they said he was done From the limelight to the twilight… No Southee leisurely stroll into the sun The bitter blow…was rotten how Waggers was so crudely Given the heave ho..and rudely forgotten Told to go…wounds never healed but still Shrewdly toiled and foiled on the field After 17 years…more tears as he said tally ho.. Finally won the Plunkett Shield Now this mighty bowling beast will feast..get his bounty Up in the North East of Blighty for his new county Won’t snarl and ripsnort again on these shores Departed in Dunners where it all started for this Star of any cast from the past..his final encores Our genie in the jar with the last of his many five-fors Which is why we should let our fall guy know Saffa jaffa and heroic stoic Kiwi Sitting pretty at the top of the tree Alongside canny Hadlee & Danny Vettori And your other brothers in that famous 3 Our affinity ..for the trinity for infinity That remember won the first ever WTC
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