Just thought I'd share with you a poem I wrote on the passing of Phil Hughes
From a town called Macksville did this kid arrive
He possessed a cheeky grin and a flashy drive
Another Don Bradman, they thought they had found
And just like the Don, he made his home the Sydney Cricket Ground
The youngest player to score a Shield final century
They said that this kid would go down in history
In South Africa he was handed the famous Baggy Green cap
Indeed, the young Hughes never dreamed of looking back
The second Test came and he knew the score
This is when he would come to the fore
The Saffas thought that they had is measure
But the kid from Macksville was far too clever
Drives over point and flashes through cover
The Saffas knew they were in a spot of bother
The kid from the bush doubled up his tons
And to this day he remains the youngest one
In and out of the Test side he'd go
But never once would the white towel be thrown
Back to the Shield and mores runs he'd plunder
The shy kid was about to release the thunder from down under
Onto the One Day field he announced himself
A ton on debut that was truly top shelf
No longer though will we see the Hughes drive
That marvellous shot that saw him thrive
A career cut short through no one's doing
No more runs will we see the kid accruing
He could knock a worldclass bowling attack about
But now he remains forever 63 not out
So for now we all put out our bats
To remember the kid who donned the 408th Baggy Green Cap.
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Really, you really want to start with that crap on this blog?
Wel done Super, great tribute.
Great job
The whole round of local cricket has been canceled but I think a lot us would have played in his honor.
Cricket in the Nambucca valley will never be the same.
Life in the Nambucca valley will never be the same.
It's just to hard to fathom that someone at his peak, in the best years of his life is taken in one of the most safest sports. Parents have to bury their son, that's not how life is meant to be.
Life is cruel and challenging sometimes, why does it have to be so hard and hurt so much?
We're doing it tough here. But none tougher than his family, mum, dad, brother and sister, his close mates he grown up with.
I only knew him for a couple of years before he moved down to Sydney. He was one of the nicest young men you could ever meet.
I played against him a couple of times. He was a cut above even at the age of 15 playing A grades was like a training session for hm. But he always respected his opponents. Plenty of young juniors who he used to do training days with every time he came back home are so upset, they can't understand why this has happened.
RIP Phillip Hughes, Boof. You will be missed.
Nice one Super.
Very thoughtful and well written Super.
Very nice read. My favourite line "But now he remains forever 63 not out"
25 years young. Still a boy.
Nice work Super! A very touching tribute to Phil Hughes.
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