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Was it all just a dream
Wakey wakey pinch me shake me don’t forsake me..was it just a trip..a mistake a half baked fake dream during a kip or after 46 days booked can’t be overlooked everyone letting rip..totally cooked…including us hooked into the ultimate cricketing drip
Well hard to pip 25 days play..made my heart skip, jekyll..heckle and hyde..emotions flip a helter skelter belter ride..fangs and gangs..seesaw shock and awe twang & tang of yin & yang
Nirvanas to nadirs, gluts & ruts, gumption and guts with seriously big nuts (Gill’s crack at Zach’s sacks)niggle more needle than a pine cone, timber timbre of a parlophone, drone’s shown how the ball yet again’s flown over the toblerone,Stokes back on his throne
Forget Bazball folks watching our ripper skipper giving it his all with the ball.. let’s call it BenGall literally bowling through a brick wall..gusto must enthrall,the sort of bloke who goes for broke until he’s well actually broke
Woakes..doing a Lord Nelson.. arm in a sling..but even through bust…earning his crust..must muster the iron will to just stop Gill’s bluster…do that august if unjust military thing
Approbation no opprobrium from every nation for the Pantomime Pantomonium podium…with old school KL Rahul…savvy Ravi Jadanger new cool Jaiswal simply sublime
Cometh the hour cometh the Shubman,maybe war baby.. only the very young and very beautiful can be so aloof..hanging out with the boys..all swagger and poise..(the aplomb of a Tom Robinson song bomb)
Plucky Ducky getting lucky…Archer in the attack still got that knack..Rooty you beauty another booty on Lions duty and the next corker Yorkshire prodigy or is it progeny who the nations expectations will carry..record and scorebook strumpet,tasty bit of cricketing crumpet,let’s blow our trumpet for boisterously babbling Brook,yep Dirty Harry
Delicious,vicious,almost religious,spiritual ritual & ridiculous victual of injury scare, flair and despair out on the square..pedal to the metal…in fine fettle..unsettle their mettle..frosty glacial air lair
The final word is reserved.. for the deserved and absurd shepherd of the herd…a heart on the sleeve trier…will always believe..defeat denier…no fear…just persevere…that insatiable fire and brightest desire.. right to the tightest wire
Glued to the screen…our rude feud dude in a mood,spiteful but so delightful…incredible indelible Test zest at its best collage…not a mirage..
New Sarge of the Raj…taking charge with an argy bargy barrage
Mohammed Siraj!
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Toby Bennett
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