Top of the world

Satiricus is besides himself. Well, after jumping up and down from his sofa during Marlon Samuel’s knock, he might literally be so – in the blur that he probably presented to the rest of the gang looking at the game. How long had he waited for this victory? Happy days are here again for his beloved West Indian cricket.
What was next? #1 in test cricket? 50 over World Cup champs? It was now time for the usual post-mortem. The fellas enjoyed this as much as the game. “I feel sorry for the Sri Lankans,” said Hari. “Sanga and Jawardene deserve to win a championship.”
“Budday! Dey deserve fo win – but na against de West Indies!!” Cappo’s teeth were gleaming in his dark face. “Every dog gat he day – and is abee day today!”
“Those people over there take their cricket seriously,” observed Suresh. “I hear two young Sri Lankans killed themself after they went home.”
“After they lose is either they kill theyself or they kill the cricketers,” Kuldeep volunteered.  “Dhoni was lucky fans didn’t burn his house down after India crashed out!”
“My friends,” announced Teacher Samad portentously, “if we took the same route when we lost, the West Indies would be depopulated by now!!”
“Nah! Abee serious about abee cricket – but na fug kill yuhself!” Cappo “Calypso Cricket, forever!!”
“Well, maybe not forever,” blurted out Hari. “You see how Gayle and Samuels do this new dance “Gangnam Style”? Maybe our cricket will now be “Gangnam Style” Cricket!!”
“Nah bai,” disagreed Cappo. “Calypso cricket ah abee thing. When Samuels knock Malinga out a de ground, da Calyspso, na Gangnam!”
“Talking about Calypso Cricket,” noted Suresh, “What happen to Gibson? I didn’t see him when Gayle and the boys carrying on.”
“His contract up next February,” moaned Hari. “But because we win, I think they will rehire him.”
“Gibson prove that nah every big head got sense,” Kuldeep said. “Now he’ll think his roughing up the big boys worked and his head gon get more big. Sarwan still out!”
“Is na Gibson, bai, is dat fella Hillaire,” confided Cappo. “He use fo tell Gibson wha fo do. Now dat he gone, things guh be regular.”
“To me, Hillaire prove that you should never debate an idiot,” smiled Samad. “He will drag you down to his level and then beat you with experience!”
“Sato, me friend, if we gon ever get back to de old days,” confided Bungi, who’d been listening quietly all along, “we gat fo clean up de board.”
“Bai, now dat we win, de nag uh do da,” pointed out Cappo. “All de hard work Samuels and Gayle and Narine and de rest a dem do gon only benefit de board.”
“Some pork-knockers does only clear track fuh monkey run race,” said Hari sagely. They all drank to that.
“So is down we going then,” predicted Suresh. “Who na hear, gon feel.”
“But is the fans who gon feel,” pointed out Kuldeep. “And they hear.” “Well, Peter pay fo Paul and Paul pay fo all,” concluded Cappo. “Leh abee enjoy today victory. Gon be a lang time fo next time!