There once was a young cockney called Suave,
Who blogged about England for a laugh,
They’re hopeless at swing,
And lost everything,
But he still loved them, by ‘alf,
Well done Suave. Tune in next week for another…NAME THAT BUM.
The philosophy of cricket. That means I say controversial things that attempts to challenge the dominant paradigms in current cricket thinking. Yes. The paradigms. I also try to say nice things about spinners.
Harrow Drive
Hawk Mouth
History of Cricket
Island Express
Line and Length
Last Of The Summer Whine
The Match Referee
Mike On Cricket
Miss Field
Nightwatchgirl
No Ballz
The Old Bugger
Outside The Line
Past Point
Pappu’s Plane - cricket statistics
Rain No Play
Republique Cricket
Reverse Swing Manifesto
Sportsfreak
Spun Out
State Cricket
Straight Points
Third Umpire
The Warbling Willow
Well pitched
The Wisden Cricketer
8 comments:
I love it, thanks Atheist!!
The slightly worrying thing for me, is that I seem to know esactly who each player is sponsered by.
Why do I retain information like that, when I can't even remember family birthdays.
Very queer.
I thought you looked it up...but, if you remembered it, then, well...
Also, I would advise you to change your name. It is a nightmare to rhyme it.
Oh my, what a fabulous idea. I can't wait for the next, I want to win.
Yes, in the cold light of day, I would like to appeal the rhyming of Suave and laugh.
But as my brain is failing me for alternatives... good work, Keats!
There once was a blogger named Suave,
With lolcrickets like throws of Brett Favre.
Always incisive
And always derisive,
Your faith in the England would halve.
I concur that it's really hard to rhyme things with Suave. Suave, I suggest not winning any more of these competitions.
Nah, we'll just have to write haikus and tankas for him instead of limericks.
Fantastic stuff, David!
Getting Brett Favre into any poem deserves a special mention.
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