Creative Writing

Cricket

It is the onset of the match,
The crowd is chanting my name.
I sprint up to the crease,
I launch the ball out of my fingertips.

The batsman swings,
It's through the covers for four.
Final ball of the over,
Silence,
The batsman pounds it.

He's out!
Suddenly the crowd comes to life,
My teamates carry me back to the changing room.
I am on top of the world.

By Elliott Winter

Message Posted By: Elliott Winter
Date Posted: 24-06-2005