Gale addresses a love-song to his bat as he oils it for the winter, then writes of the golden game in every mood: a dark bowler, a tutor’s lament, an indignant Uncle Bob, a wigging, the appeal to the umpire, the Olympians of the county sides, an old professional and a major whose language warms with the weather.
Affectionate, witty verse for anyone who has spent a summer afternoon at the crease or beside the boundary. Download the free EPUB.