Tradition & Rituals
On manicured outfields seeded and sown,the middle rolled and closely
mown.End to end,wicket to wicket the languid tempo of village cricket.By fields
enclosed with sheep in flocks,wooden pavilions and rickety score-box.Around the
boundary rope,ambitions ,high living in hope.Runs came from cut and glide as
players flag in the fielding side.The rivals taking guard after tea,a run a
minute,with inhibitions free.Hit wicket,lbw and run-out the wickets fell as the fast
bowler ended the match in his second spell.
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