Tale of Two Cities and Two Captains
Well what the Dickens is going on?
My choice as the greatest scribe and voice of our tribe
Charles not himself a cricketing man but definitely a fan
Twas…the tale of two skippers and two cities
Both burdened by the weight of Great
Expectations from both nations
Cometh the hour cometh the Shubman
Cooing classical looks…wooing crannies and nooks
Eschewed the media news and views
Won’t fluster will muster go gangbuster
Light the fuse..end that Bazbat bluster
Beacon of light..rewriting..redefining history
Story of glory unlike the gory Bazball jackanory
Gill with not just big but massive fat cat Virat boots to fill
Now top of the bill..such skill and will he plied
His pride and side wouldn't be denied
Records tumbled….stats crumbled
Critics..skeptics..cynics humbled..was a helluva ride..
But for his rival…all about survival…sadly no revival
Stokesy…sketchy…scratchy…tetchy as he fumbled
In a jumble..this..his batting abyss..hubris humbled
Pardon the pun but hard as Big Ben does try
Can’t literally buy a run…can’t outgun..outrun his career nadir…simply outspun
Indian utopia..not whether but wherever whenever
Sever…take the head of the snake
Even on a feather bed..forever clever use of the leather
Where do we begin…Stokesy’s cardinal sin
Our flame haired laird can’t play spin
Impaired stuck in a bog of Dickensian dystopia
Chagrin din..can’t slog through the myopia smog
Time to learn new tricks against turn for this old dog
Can’t be just me who spies Stokesy..with fanned hands before my eyes
On the telly or in the stands..hotpotch blotch so hard to watch..
Gill’s first innings score and continued sublime encore..well more is more
Was a tour de force…changed the.. series course…
While we know Ben is well beyond his prime…more stagger than swagger
Ravaged and savaged by father time…one ton in 3 years.
So let's finish with a bit more Dickens..more end of an era reservations
Rather than great expectations…but elan masterplan of new talisman
Shubman..his coronation and veneration..that celebration
Well..it has been the tale of two skippers..one chipper going to town with rich pickins
Tother going down the Big Dipper and of two cities..up in Leeds
India looking pretty.. runs treasure trunked..but flunked..were debunked
While Bazbat and Bazball were sunked..kerpkunked
Humdrum ho hum doldrums down in Brum..as Gill
Heaven sent..even without Boom boom present..could tell..hell bent
Camera zoom..made it his event and went ..VA VA voom!
Copyright © Toby Bennett | Year Posted 2025
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