Trent Bridge Blues
Day one.
Sent in.
All out before lunch.
For sixty.
Broad, you bony bastard ...
Sixty.
Sixty?
Sixty!
Combined team total.
Broad, you bony bastard.
No way back
from there.
Ashes gawn
from Aussie grip.
Broad, you swing-bowling, stretch-bodied, bony British bastard.
bw
25.8.15
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