2020 Match Reports
So long then this year's square cut
No cover drives, the square left uncut...
The willow must wait
The wicket shall sleep
Whites remain white, folded and creased
The crease is whitened, soon to be released
Minds flicker from season to season,
Memories of a bold shot, the scampered run, a dropped catch and being out for one.
Wisden must wait...and wisdom prevail
Practice is needed replace that bail
The lust for life, a healthy score,
A cricket tea, the want for more..
We must season ourselves with nostalgia and hope
And dream of agility as that ball nears the rope.
Cricket and cricketers we know are missed...
A current score? ...let us see
19 - not out, but soon to be dismissed.