Some pray for the raindrops
when late English wickets clatter,
just enough to stop the play --
a gentle pitter patter.
Others seek the age-old cure
and reach for the Madeira,
and think back to the halcyon days
of Basil D'Oliveira.
Bad sports pray for bad light
when they hear those timbers shatter
and some recall the sixties
when it was a different matter.
And turning Test Match Special off
they reassess the era,
of splendid rearguard actions
by one Basil D'Oliveira.