The Draw breaks Bazball Law
According to Bazball law, deplore the days of yore, hell bent..ignore what went before
Why even mull over a tie..cull every dull lull…do or die super nova…run rates soar…can chase whatever they score, make sure there’s no more bore draw
But hard not to adore or at least admire…the entire five day feast and the Ben beast ..our squire on fire…high flyer trier
Did tire…going down to the wire, ending in a dire quagmire, funeral pyre of Bazball satire..poor flaw that's a draw
Major Jadeja, so old school, could be wearing a pager, hatches his latest purple patch Test match rhapsody batch, catchy like Prince..repeat & rinse, this elite classical centre stager..less these days of a flipper ripper rager
No fool with his willow tool…success for his dapper cool whippersnapper skipper..a sumptuous symphony in D or maybe Savvy Ravi major
Alongside the Jaddu don recital, another vital new superstar, in the Indian all rounder jar, a WashingTon Ton, his 1st Test one, hurrah for Mr Sundar
Such vigour and rigour..with both boys poise..deserved a 3 figure score..despite Ben’s plea and ploys
We all make mistakes, but can’t fawn over fake handshakes withdrawn at dawn, frowned as we found England unsound
Confound with their far from floral..pariah, so called moral higher ground
Did spawn some scorn, get over it lads…from handbags to glad rags..hackles and shackles shorn..don't mourn, a game drawn
Big Ben was spot on when he said to the journos’ lot again, trot on, don’t regret a jot, am totally shot, not being a precious petal
My view, you haven’t got a clue, we went pedal to the metal for four days in fine fettle, while you hid..put on the kettle..more cha ta..did on the sofa settle
Due to his shoulder, folks no primal soldier Stokes with his blokes on this final tour
Might get detention...if mention, Test cricket may floor Bazball law once more
Despite the scurry & flurry of runs in a hurry, will be tight..could worry this series, sorry ends in the slurry and blight of a draw
In the limelight not yet twilight alright..Ben’s pride denied, unfair..can’t chide how he’s tried..but won’t be there on the square..
Eye spied for a neutral or fan of either side..feelings mutual..has been one helluva ride and could decide, would be fair if it ended tied
It has been seriously spicy…at times..palaver dicey…tickets of course rather pricey..however this Test tome.. ends at the home of Surrey
Hope Ben’s and Shubman’s men..sit down as friends and have a curry
Copyright © Toby Bennett | Year Posted 2025
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