Ricky Ponting Poem

[HeathDavisSpeed]

Quite simply, I call this one '96

​'96

The timid young face was so innocent and fair
Hiding behind flowing locks of ginger hair

22 years if he was a day
But boy that young man showed us he could play

He stood waiting to bowl, patiently at his mark
And on his run up the young man did embark

Irani stood there, shot already in mind
But a look back and no off stump he would find

Robinson got 2, and wanted another
But he hit hard at first slip, held by Fairbrother

Rollins walked out, fear in his eyes
And straight back next ball, no real surprise

Next over went Illot, having avoided the hat-trick
But his leg stopped a ball that was on for the centre stick

Cowan came in, and stayed for a while
But when his stumps were split he gave a wry smile

Last up to the crease was a man they called Such
But another clean bowled showed he didn’t amount to much

The ball had been swinging, and the bowling was clean
And the young man in question took 6/18

6 overs of peaches, and not one bad apple
Was bowled by the legend that is called Glen Chapple
​

You utter ****.

 

[jan]

An epicness-headed and very inspiring thread, hence this:

On Mitchell

Not much brain
But the pace
In your face
Is insane​

 

[Kirkut]

Dawood, who bought you hash brownies?

 

[Dawood Ahmad]

Dawood, who bought you hash brownies?

sorry I can't understand what you mean

 

[Hurricane]

sorry I can't understand what you mean

Haters gunna hate etc

 

[Dawood Ahmad]

Still can't understand

 

[Burgey]

This is a brilliant thread. Well done one and all

 

[Hurricane]

Still can't understand

Ignore him he doesn't understand your genius

 

[fredfertang]

There is an old batter from Adelaide
Who lives life just like he played
He fights in the car park
And farts like a champion
Chappelli the larrikin's the man

 

[Kirkut]

sorry I can't understand what you mean

No problemo.

 

[Kirkut]

Hey, how about a poem on Cook? Should be a good one.

 

[GotSpin]

Can we get a Funky miller poem please.

For inspiration see here :

http://youtu.be/q3JPdzmXF70

 

[Edged&Taken]

The umpire is Dickie
Non-striker is Richie
Keeper is Knotty
And the batsman's Holding
The bowler's Willie ​

 

[Spikey]

Hey, how about a poem on Cook? Should be a good one.

Alastair Cook is not rad
His captaincy is bad
His OD batting form was a fad
hes a suffering succotash son

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z55UrEEooh8

 

[harsh.ag]

Nikhanj

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

From the smelly streets of Haryana
came once upon a time
a pimply faced hurricane sublime
he bowled a curious thing called pace
in dust bowl lands
of ageless grace
where firkis and googlies
charmed many a lady
and he was compelled
to open the bowling
with some dude named Bedi

For long, he formed the rearguard
of the fab 4
of the 80s schoolyard
and was always a sure bet
and when Beefy became porky
and moustache Hadlee walked away
into sweet sunset
he was to slog on
to claim records yet

Hail Nikhanj
who won us the cup
Hail Nikhanj
who never gave up
Hail Nikhanj
whose piety knew no bound
Hail Nikhanj
we wish we had you on tape confessing to fixing (with sound)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~​

 

[Swingpanzee]

Dawood, who bought you hash brownies?

you hate abilities don't you?

 

[Jono]

you hate abilities don't you?

this has meme written all over it

 

[GIMH]

There was a man called Jono
Who did his work pro bono
But he never did much work
And dreamed of a Virat twerk
He posted all day in cricket chat
And everyone thought jeez what a ****
He owed old man Burgey a steak or ten
And his favourite song was it's raining men
But once somehow on C double u
He said to everyone S T F U
To off topic he went
Told the lot to get bent
And said he'd make us remember!
And hence he won battle of the members
It was a low for the web
I mean what a low ebb
But hey, don't knock our Augustus
Because like him or not he's just one of us
Actually you know what **** that
I stand by what i said, he's a ****ing ****

 

[Kirkut]

you hate abilities don't you?

Not sure about that, but I do believe that bad is rest cricketer!

 

[flibbertyjibber]

An ode to Chris Martin

He carries a bat
He can't use that
He can't even swing
As the bails go ping