I dreamed of playing on an English lawn.

The gentle ripple of applause as I waved acknowledgment

To all quarters for my prowess at staying out in the middle

As I knocked off the 100 runs

Before Tea

 In front of a passionate Lords crowd.

Botham was my hero, joined at the hip

With Gooch when he scored 333

Until he flicked

The ball away in act of what seemed tiredness.

Botham was my hero, cricketing god

Joined by Atherton, Willis, Lamb, DeFretias, Hussain, Stewart, Tufnell, Cork