Headingly beckons, a county rivalry

put on hold for an innings

or two, as I make my debut

at the boundary edge, sunshine opens play

I hope, as quiet reflection and the buzz

of cricket commentary updates me

on the activity on

and off the field.

Headingly beckons, a trip from once Lancashire coast,

into the heart of dear Geoffrey territory

and Botham glory, dreams of opening

against a spinner with pace

on the wrist, and the delight of a Pakistan crowd

exuberant, decked out in colourful flags