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Wish you were clear!
This is a beginning ... a new tomorrow ... a cricketing illiterate's effort to suss out what all the brouhaha is about ... a lament for some clarity & logic! Why does fate decree one a dud & the other superstardom? Nature versus nurture ?
"So, so you think you can tell IPL from ICL,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a sordid old tale?
A smile from a veil?Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
The Ashes for rupees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in a grand show for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were clear.
One’s hot, the other, a lost soul swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have they found? The same old fears.
Wish you were clear."
(Ideally to be sung to the tune immortalised by Dave Gilmour & gang)
"So, so you think you can tell IPL from ICL,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a sordid old tale?
A smile from a veil?Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
The Ashes for rupees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in a grand show for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were clear.
One’s hot, the other, a lost soul swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have they found? The same old fears.
Wish you were clear."
(Ideally to be sung to the tune immortalised by Dave Gilmour & gang)
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