All’s well that ends well, provided on the pitch there’s a certain Glenn Maxwell
Not called the ‘Big Show’ for nothing, the right hander they dread bowling to possesses a well
…..Of talent unimaginable, of bravado and that air of chill
The likes of which we saw the other day against Afghanistan
Where what transpired was a story for the ages,
201 not out with a world against his Australia and him,
And the sheer brilliance of making those runs had them dropping off the edges
In Glenn Maxwell’s world, there’s no “I”; there’s We
When a bowler gets beaten by him, it’s like being thrashed by a branch of a tree
And truth be told, a branch Glenn Maxwell certainly is, if you think about it
With Australia being the tree….
A tree of excellence, sheer passion to lift the game
And each time it is misconceived that the mighty world beating side is down or out
He rises like a fire, as a smasher of the white ball, at times, misunderstood like most of us are
But a fireball when set free!
May times to come remind us good-hearted but misinformed fans who think brilliance is restricted to just a few
That the likes of Glenn Maxwell, 150+ strike rate in T20I’s, 33 white-ball fifties, 243 caps for Australia, are a rarity in the sport, and there’ll be just too few
