I wish to share this with my visitors, not for any other reason
but to appreciate the play with words, almost like the original master’s.
I would never have thought, words of this famous song could be changed to cricket
yet still retain the essense of the original.

First published on Miss-Fields’ Cricket Blog,
it is published here with the permission of the writer.

A parody by Full Tosser:

An Ode to Flintoff’s Frown

LIKE A FLINTOFF FROWN
(A song about the most recent Ashes series)

Once upon a time you felt so fine
You crushed the Aussie pride, down the line, didn’t you?
People’d call, say, “Beware now, they ain’t minnows”
You thought they were all kiddin’ you
You used to laugh about
Every ball that was, laying about
Now you don’t chant so loud
Now you don’t look so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next wicket

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be five nil down
Not able to turn it around
Like a Flintoff frown

You’ve gone to Adelaide Oval all right, scored big
But ya know ya gonna need to, keep the lead
And nobody has ever taught you how to swing that ball here
And now you find out you’re gonna have to, give up the lead
You thought it’d never, come to this
But with Warney, Ponting and Gilchrist
They’re not selling any Pommy Pride
As they stare into the vacuum of your eyes
And say, is that now two nil…?

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be five nil down
Not able to turn it around
Like a Flintoff frown

You always turned around to see the frowns of the Barmy crowd
When they all came down and shouted, chants for you
You never understood that you ain’t no good
You should let other people tell you, what to do
You used to think that it would, somehow get better
But three then four and five nil then you ain’t the winner
Ain’t it hard when you discover that
Ian Bell was a twat
After he fucked up everything he could fuck up….

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be five nil down
Not able to turn it around
Like a Flintoff frown

Panesar in the stands and all the Pommy people
They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of rhymes
But you’d better lift your retard head, it’d better dawn hey
You used to think that you’re unbeatable
But Ricky in his Baggy Green and his pride too
Go to hell now, it sucks to be you, you can’t refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You’re shamed now, you got no pride to conceal

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be five nil down
Not able to turn it around
Like a bum in a crowd
Like a Flintoff frown

Mr Flintoff at the press conference after the end of the series.

Added on 12.06.08 @ 1300 BST

With reference to the two slang words used in the quoted poem,
it has been challanged by a BBC producer and deemed as vulgar.

These words have recognised usage in non vulgar context.
I honour the rights of any writer to express themselves in a way they choose.
I would not have published if these words had been used in its vulgar sense purely as abuse.

So for those who agrees that these words disgrace this blogsites,
I suggest the following pages for reference to the etymology of these words.
To note, this is an online encyclopedia which is accessable by all age groups.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fuck

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twat

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