O my Hornby and my Barlow long ago! Brian, the Parisian fleshpots have clearly lured you away from the Great Game and stopped Martin's vehicle in its tracks in your case.
At Lord's by no less than Francis 'Hound of Heaven' Thompson. The link below will give you the text. Have it by heart by tomorrow morning and in the meantime report to Mr Whitworth for nets if you're to stand any chance of a place in his eleven
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cricket_poetry#At_Lord.27s