It’s We Who Are To Blame

When do you have enough crap to fill
an Aussie cricketer’s baggy green hat? 
When the stuff comes out his ears the 
saying goes. This year we’ve seen

The Ashes meekly handed back to its
rightful place of trust by a lack-lustre
bunch of Pommie tourists bent on making
cricketing comedy of wicket endeavours.

Deserted even by a Barmy Army imported
at great liquid expense to enliven the Tests,
the same Pommies hand out the best and
most spirited thrashing in a one day series.

Our World Champions then gave themselves
an uppercut and conceded the Chappell-Hadlee
cup to the Black Caps Kiwis. You’d think the
comedy ended, but think again! It seems

the team shouldn’t have even gone to NZ, 
didn’t have the best crew with Punter rested, 
and now that they’ve lost our admiration - 
it’s we who are to blame!
© 2007-02-20. I.D. Carswell