kps living dangerously as long as hes living kps a massive threat

before i ricky ponting was through typing the above line hilfenhaus smashed kps wkts it was all astonishing. the ball penetrates the batsmans heart. the wkts are guarded as the most valuable treasure or volatile secret of all time all space – kp lets it go in.

winter is a nontime. cricketers enter stasis. the dreams they havere vivid but rarely remembered beyond a few details. these details are useless to the cricketer – they have been held onto only because some familiar thing allows the detail to be in some way intelligible. the bulk of any dream is entirely fantastic and provides all manner of sensational experience and the keys to unthought problems. if a cricketer clarke for example was to awaken during winter and leave the casing the experience would surpass even this dream bulk. he would find winter people initially incomprehensible. within new relationships clarke would be an altogether different entity perhaps a number of them. it would not take long for friendship to develop.

on the radio some guy is talking about tripping on mushrooms for 4 hours he lay in a field havin all sorts of glorious revelations about his realm the elements that inhabitat it and the relations between them. in the glorious cardiff sun lolling about on the green. fielding in fawkner park claras learned much. warno getting back to his troubling best claims the wkt of strauss haddin rises into they sky in recognition.

out of the footholes they rise up grabbing for debris

sophia gardens the wettest fine leg in the world