That’s what talk radio’s all about
When fans call in we hear them shout
“We’ve won, we’ve won”, they jump for joy
Clearly theirs, the victory.
Our boys are heros for the hour
But God forbid they lose the tour!
For then a different, wild refrain
Would issue forth in rage and pain.
That lady caller, full of glee
Would hop into her S.U.V.
You and I would be her wicket
Losing’s tough, but that’s not cricket!