2030
‘What was the County
Championship Dad?’
asked the inquisitive
little boy
‘Ah my son, it were right
grand
Four days of total joy,
Watching the lads doing
there stuff
Fast bowlers on full
deploy.
‘What happened to the County
Championship Dad?’
The little boy asked again,
‘Ah my son, back in 2020,
We knew it was under strain
And then finally it was put to rest
As it had little financial
gain,’
‘Was it like T20 Dad?
All dancing girls and beer,
Free Tshirts and furry
mascots
And encouragement to cheer
With platics things to bang
together
So that no one else can
hear?’
‘No my son, not at all like
that,
This was a proper day out,
With flask and blanket and sandwiches
Friends to meet round
about,
No better way to spend 4
days
That is with out a doubt.’
‘So will the County
Championship ever return’
The little boy asked in
hope,
‘No my son, never to return
It was on a slippery slope,
Sadly you’ll never know the joy
Of a wander over the
boundary rope’
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