I much enjoyed this Ian. Masking the recollections of your youth in the heroics of myth adds an interesting depth to the whole thing. Most of us don't think heoically like that, but we are all different in our approaches. As usual your work is first rate. Bob

I find the parallels in your analogy of the journey of the Cricketeers to the Odyssey quite interesting. I often think of major sports these days as a substitute for battle, although the Olympics began in those days as a way of young men letting off steam from all that testosterone and allowing battles to take place on the playing field rather than the battleground. To think that little New Zealand had a heroic cricket team in those days, reminds me of that film I saw, Chariots of Fire, about the rivalry between two British runners in the 1924 Olympics. Your poem is a fine tribute to the lasting heroics of that generation of Cricketeers in New Zealand.

Ron

interesting read!!