Team Oprah has insisted that a golliwog be removed from a Melbourne shop window. TO is on the money. Americans are right - "darn tooting", if you will - to protest against slavery, oppression, cruelty and the Richmond Football Club.
Team Oprah has insisted that a golliwog be removed from a Melbourne shop window. TO is on the money. Americans are right - "darn tooting", if you will - to protest against slavery, oppression, cruelty and the Richmond Football Club.
Yet another in a long line of callers to radio stations who wait patiently on line - some not so patiently; but that's another post - to reveal their cherished memories... only to get it wrong:
Caller: "One of the great calamities in sport was when Justin Madden kicked the post."
KB: "That was Percy Jones."
Guess the bloke was confusing Justin Madden the footballer with Justin Madden the former Victorian ALP minister for Calamities.
Talk since the draw has been about how Collingwood blew the premiership with poor kicking for goal. Collywobbles may have been mentioned.
Less talk, if any, has covered StKilda's own Collywobbles. A lone premiership in 1966 has been followed by losses in 1971 (led at 3/4 time), 1997 (led at 1/2 time) and 2009 (led at 3/4 time). The Saintywobbles, and the Saints' heavy history of failure, were the reason I was confident Geelong would win last year.
Last Saturday, had StKilda been playing one of the clubs used to winning premierships - Carlton, Essendon, Hawthorn, for instance - the Big Club would have been a Good Thing.
See where I am coming from? For Collingwood and StKilda the elephant in the room is the gorillas on both their backs.
Yes, the Pies blew it, but late in the game StKilda had put in a massive effort to come back, were all over Collingwood, took the lead, and still did not win.
Where does that leave this week? Buggered if I know. StKilda let Collingwood off the leash for a quarter, then did brilliantly to reel them in. If the Saints can clamp Collingwood for the whole match they should win. But if Collingwood get loose at any point, they will probably break the game open and win comfortably.
And yet. I can't help thinking about how the Saints failed to pinch the game. Scientifically speaking: that bounce that eluded Milne is the sort of bounce that eludes Saints' players, but lobs in the lap of Carlton players.
Conclusive enough for you?
Ironically, number 31, Melbourne's most famous number, is the least attractive of the hundred:
1 - Melbourne has won 12 premierships (1900, 1926, 1939, 1940, 1941, 1948, 1955, 1956, 1957, 1959, 1960 and 1964)
The 1941 Grand Final showcased one of the gutsiest triumphs in the long and decorated history of the Melbourne Football Club. The Demons were severely depleted - they were missing about 12 players due to war service and injury - and faced a full strength Essendon, and were on the end of an astonishingly lopsided free kick count, which favoured the Bombers 52-20. But the Bombers posed no threat to the Demons, who put the premiership beyond doubt with an 11-goal to two first half. As Smith simply stated: "We won the premiership easily."
As Smith really wanted to state: "Suck on that, maggot."
Cheesed off cheese cake:
BROWNLOW night WAGs have slammed the annual critique of their fashion, saying the pressure on them is unfair.
Whose fault is it that the wags get bagged?
Well, for a start, the TV channels could drop their coloured carpet coverage. This would remove the need for the wags to frock up, strike poses and announce which TAFE student had designed their gown.
Ditto the Herald Sun. If the little paper stopped hyperventilating over media tarts like Brynne Tin Tin, a modicum of perspective might revisit the occasion:
dazzling socialite, wowed Melbourne, blonde bombshell, serious competition, show stopper
I mean, really.
Not that common sense is entirely absent from the event. Hats off - exquisitely embellished hats, of course - to Felicity Harley and Erin Maxwell:
"You can either buy into the Brownlow and get someone to dress you and say yes to doing lots of media things, or you can go there and just wear the easiest dress you can find," Ms Harley said."
"You're not forced into the spotlight," Ms Maxwell said. "You don't have to get a free dress and you don't have to put pressure on yourself to promote a designer."
But what do I know?
While I thought Lauren Phillips looked fantastic - especially when she hopped into Lez Ellis on the blue carpet - my best went to almost everyone else's worst, Lucy Cornes. Her refusal to go uber-formal echoes the sentiments of Felicity Harley and Erin Maxwell. Will it set a trend for next year's Gownlow?
The press boys could tone it down, too.
Nothing ventured, nothing ungained when you use words that mean what they don't mean:
"Shane Neaves was ungangly."
~~ Stoney, SEN, VFL grand final.
Picture a cross between a giraffe and a giraffe.
In the balance:
Controversial Brisbane Lions full forward Brendan Fevola is facing the sack after his club received a complaint from a member of the public about "improper conduct" at an AFL family day on the weekend.
The Age believes Fevola exposed himself to a woman at the family day.
The Tradition Continues. (Unless you are Channel Seven spruiking the Australian Masters, in which case the Tradition Stopped when Nine got the rights.)
Brother RT, released back into society after a 20 year stretch in Sydney, is once again on deck to host the keenly anticipated 2010 MFC/AGB Gnomies. Be upsitting, please:
The Sir Robert Flower Best & Fairest Award – Brad Green. Has had easily the best of his 11 seasons. He is much more consistently top draw these daze and sensibly being played forward most of the time, he kicked over 50 goals for the first time. Could / should be the next captain. Frawley, Jamar very competitive for the Bluey. Davey, Sylvia bubbling under the surface as consistent game breakers. Moloney would be up there if he had played 22 games.
The Allen Jakovich Best First Year Player Award – Trengove / Scully. Difficult to separate the future 200+ game prime movers (probably Scully by a nose), they immediately looked comfortable at this level, as you would expect from midfield picks 1 and 2 but good to see it play out in practice in season 1. Still shaking my head at 39 Scully possessions in the wet against the top 4 bound Dogs (18 in the heat of the last qtr) in just his 7th game of AFL football. Saw a glimpse of real Gyz potential and ready to view Tap, Gawn, Fitz in due course (and belatedly Blease). It felt like Watts was a 1st year player and good to see Pick 1 status should not be an impatient media nightmare but pure 6 ft 4 Brighton Grammar poncy schoolboy basketballer transformed into a genuine Lyon / Schwarz MFC thoroughbred.
The Guy Rigoni Biggest Surprise Packet Award – Jordie McKenzie. Whilst seeing glimpses late last season, it was surprising how quickly he has matured into a hard at it tackling machine who is a good decision maker in heavy traffic. Highlighted when he was out for a game or two and our midfield intensity was strangely lacking something. Still only a rookie....but not for long. Bail certainly surprised as well, plenty of dash and poise and has added regally to his 30 seconds of 2009 AFL footy.
The Andrew Leoncelli Most Improved Award – Mark Jamar. Took 7 years but worth the wait, smashed some of the best around, AA spot virtually assured. We sort of thought something was in the air last year but certainly didn’t expect this. Vital key ruckman dilemma solved without wasting prime draft picks or trades. Decision only remains on his backup and let us pray he stays healthy. Ricky Petterd was a major improver as a forward before injury curtailed.
The Brent Grgic Most Disappointing Award – Stefan Martin. Had a real chance early in the season but couldn’t grasp the relief ruckman concept, injured later and interest in what is done with him from here as he has obvious talent but there seems no room in his favoured tall backman role, and forward or ruck don’t appear his bag.
The Paul Hopgood Effort Award – Nathan Jones. Smart move to make him into a more accountable run with type. Never questioned his endeavour but decision making, delivery have improved and he has a happy knack of kicking a team lifting goal. Even his tatts aren’t too offensive. Clint Bartram not far behind for effort in a super season and showed 2006 was no fluke.
The Stephen Tingay Young Player Potential Award – Jamie Bennell. Has skill to burn (does skill burn or am I thinking pace? Which he has as well...) and while he still doesn’t rack up major stats just yet, if he does, watch out. More of an attacking small forward this season rather than running back. Can frustrate and a kick up the ar$e in Rd 22 but turning out to be a fine 3rd round pick, Mr Worsfold.
The Glenn Lovett Established Player But Could Be A Superstar Award – Colin Garland. Incredibly good season considering 2009 and we could be looking at AA pretty soon or worst case one of those super dependable backmen who gets the dangerous opponents, never get the wraps they deserve but are loved by the supporters. Either way we have the genuine Demon article.
The Jeff Farmer Demons Goal Of The Year Award - Lynden Dunn. Fresh in the memory that one. Pity he didn’t kick the one straight after. Bennell grubber v the Dogs a good one.
The Shaun Smith Demons Mark Of The Year Award – Colin Sylvia? Yuk, yuk...no, Liam Jurrah all the way to AFL HQ for that one. Sylvia was trying desperately to win it for a while. Bennell with a one hander against Freo and a mark in front of the members with a slippery ball against the Dogs weren’t even in the ball park given the quality of LJ’s. It won’t be a flash in the Juice Newton pan either for Liam.
The Jeremy Nichols Blink And You’ll Miss Him Award – Tom McNamara. Unfortunately too many decent and improving backline options in front of him to add to his 3 games in 2009. Same problem for Cheney. Danny Hughes a good story to play AFL footy but with the forward line now starting to take shape 2 games is about it for honest old Dan.
The Nick Smith X-Factor Award – Jake Spencer. 3 years on the list, 8 games, can’t kick over a jam tin just yet but we will probably enact The Jamar Rule on him and please don’t enact The Woodman Rule.
The Anthony Ingerson Older Player But Keep On List Until He Claps Out Award – Cam Bruce. Surprisingly may be GC bound but if not, no harm playing him for the next season or 2. Even though Rick may break a few more remote controls with Cam’s handballing options.
The Darren Cuthbertson Frustration Award – Matthew Bate. Should not be playing for Casey and played some quality games early / mid season but drifted out of it like he can do. Maybe it’s the weird left foot kicking style, maybe it’s the orangutan running style, maybe it’s the orange hair visible from Mars.
The Darren Kowal Designated Kicker Out From Goal Award – Aaron Davey / Col Garland. A distinct improvement. Coast to coast the operative words in ‘11. Actually probably the best it’s been since......Ray Biffen booted it long to Robbie’s wing. Although we can drift into Kowal territory every so often.
On track to being a consistent top 4 power which is what you need to be to hoist the cup. Best potential, depth and list assembled in all my time supporting. We’ve never had this opportunity, so if we blow it we only have the usual Demon scapegoats to blame - Dennis Jones, Paul McNamee, Gerard Healy, OJ Simpson...Cannot wait for 2011 to roll round and will see a fair share live too. Although at least we have the Ashes this summer.
Best game I was at. The Easter Pies game. After the pre-season and Hawks Rd 1 debacle shook the confidence, I went away after that game knowing we were on the right track, even with a forward line of Ricky P and little else. Ricky marking it with 3 seconds to go would have been pure joy but it was never all about win / loss this year.
Best game viewed on TV. The Swans MCG game. Pity I missed the start. It was like watching a TV series for the first time, thinking “how good is this?!” and looking forward to the next episode.
What other team can you support when you start at the Prince Patrick for lunch on Aug 29th, talk to an American Demons supporter who outlines the Demons Even Year Theory, wander over for a Twilight Game where the Demons try every possible method of losing whilst being the far better team, and succeed, with the umpires dutifully playing their part, kick the ball after outside the MCG with an Estonian Demon supporting guy’s son who says “kick it to me, I wanna be Liam Jurrah!”, wind up at some seedy Tabaret next to the Vaucluse after 11 hours solid drinking, still talking Demons, and get ushered to another area by the bouncer because “you are making too much noise (for the poker playing patrons?!)”, the other area being an outside area with a heater on the roof, the bouncer being Macedonian (“do you know Peter Diacos?”), we wander back inside as we leave past a place inside that would’ve been perfectly fine for him to put us. Simply and often stated – How Could You Barrack For Any Other Team?
The whole club is virtually unrecognisable from 2 years ago. Record membership, no crippling debt, AFL patting us like we’re a cute puppy, Jimmy looking miraculously well, MCC ties solid, new office and training facilities, new and improved logo, Casey initiative working well, sensible recruiting and particularly trading (Grimes, Gyz look complete bonuses), crowds healthier than ever, media giving us a free ride, Darwin a decent “home” game $$$ in the till option. We may even get a decent draw, with some Friday Night action. That wizened old cynical jinxy West Indian voodoo witchdoctor is lurking out there somewhere close by like he did in ’95 and ’01 but if we bugger this chance up badly I’m finally packing it in and joining the Jehovah’s Witnesses or Hillsong. They at least have more consistent spiritual doctrines.
Read Greg Baum's article from Saturday's Age, then tell me if you think Stuart Wenn ought apologise to Daniel Connors:
UMPIRE Stuart Wenn has apologised to Richmond midfielder Daniel Connors after telling him he was batting out of his league on the field on Saturday.
"You are batting out of your league, pal ... so far out of your league."
“My comments to Daniel and my body language were not in line with how I normally communicate and manage players. I pride myself on remaining calm and composed, even when involved in the most heated on-field situations,” Wenn said.
“I have spoken to Daniel and I acknowledged that I should have handled the situation more appropriately.
“On-field relationships between players and umpires have improved dramatically in recent seasons, and I regret what occurred on Saturday.”
If Wenn sledged Connors unprovoked, then he ought to apologise. If Connors popped Wenn first, then Wenn is within his rights to take a shot.
Appearances can be deceptive:
A DAD accused of attacking another father at a junior football camp has been ordered to stand trial.
Wayne Naughton told the court he suffered two black eyes, a cut above his right eye and a fractured cheekbone when he was allegedly assaulted at the Neerim South camp in August, 2007.
David Lewis-Smith pleaded not guilty to recklessly causing serious injury, intentionally causing injury, recklessly causing injury and intentionally causing serious injury.
If Melbourne wins next weekend, it goes two points ahead of Hawthorn.
If Melbourne win they draw level with Hawthorn.
Michael Horan (in the paper):
The win kept the Dees' finals hopes alive. They still sit 10th, a game and a half behind eighth-placed Hawthorn.
Melbourne is one game behind eighth-placed Hawthorn.
Michael Horan tried to cover his tracks with a little journalistic legerdemain:
The win kept the Dees' finals hopes alive. They still sit 10th, a game and a half behind eighth-placed Sydney.
What happened to Hawthorn?
The Herald Sun is in disarray. A gaffe-prone fiasco. A vote for them is a vote for disunity, sleight of hand, incompetence and farce.
Last Saturday night Stephen Fry told a story about Diana Dors, whose original name was Diana Fluck. At a function in her home town of Swindon the MC was terrified he would bungle her name and commit an embarrassing faux pas. He called her Diana Clunt.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Tony Shaw during the 3AW pre-game:
"North have a good list of youngsters. I particularly like Ben Cuntington. Cuntington will be a fine player. See! I told you I would say it right."
Astonishingly, Tony was completely unaware he had it back to front. He eventually realised his mistake and apologized, sort of, but not before a volley of jibes and sniggers from the other commentators gave it extra publicity. Any listener who had missed the original was left in no doubt as to the nature of Tony's howler. It was up to Caroline Wilson to tell the commentary box to stop behaving like children, shut up, and get on with it.
Dan Silkstone reports that the AFL will look to move games to better suit TV schedules:
ANOTHER of football's longstanding traditions is likely to be broken with a new TV-rights deal almost certain to consign 2.10pm match-starts to history.
This is not a surprise.
The AFL are, allegedly, looking to push the price for the TV rights from $750 million to $1 billion. Currently marquee games are on delay: Friday night, Saturday night and Sunday. Yet the AFL want an extra $250 million as well as have the TV stations alter their current programming to run the matches live. Does this not smack of cake and eat it, too?
Can the TV stations make up the extra dosh by moving from delayed to live broadcasts? Do the TV stations want the football enough to push the price out to $1 billion? Richard Hinds, in today's Green Guide, reports that the current ratings are soft:
On the surface, some of the recent ratings figures do not justify the AFL’s oft-stated belief it is entitled to an almost 33per cent increase on the current $760million rights deal with Seven, Ten and Foxtel. Not when its major rival, rugby league, is gaining similar aggregate figures in Sydney and Brisbane markets for a much smaller fee.
Not just that: do the TV stations run games on delay purely to fit into their schedules? Channel Seven go on about viewer loyalty of Better Homes & Gardens, but do they really care that much about the BH&G income stream? Could running big games on delay means they can better pad their coverage? Surely, they would want to avoid having viewers turn off the sound and listen to the radio. Yes, there is the delay, but technology such as the Delay-o-Tron allows viewers to synchronise the sound and picture.
Up until now, the AFL have been unwilling to force TV stations to cough up more money and run all matches live. Belatedly, after the last contract negotiations were complete, the punters realised that, yet again, Friday night live was somehow left out of the agreement. Instead we were informed that Friday night matches were supposedly covered by and article of faith, a "discretionary" agreement, whereby the AFL crossed their fingers and hoped that maybe the TV stations would do the right thing by the viewers and show a match live if the match warranted the live treatment. For an extra $250 million, is this likely to change?
The Herald Sun's Jay Clark wins an AGB brick bat for willfully descriptive journalism:
"If he [Aaron Davey] wanted to get caught in the sweet, sticky glue pot chasing the bigger possession tallies floating across half back, he could."
Hot rumour, anyone?
A couple of weeks ago, after a few beers at a team barbecue, a player not unacquainted with trouble put the hard word on a teammate's partner. The skipper, possibly the most popular player in the league, then invited the Casanova out into the back yard for a good, old-fashioned spanking. Far from being a one-sided affair, apparently the two players stoushed long and hard.
The club in question will no doubt shrug off the fight as piss and bad manners, but with the Carey precedent you never know. And whether there is much to the rumour, or not, given the profile of the two players in question the media would love to unholster the whisk and beat up the rumpus into a massive scandal.
My skepticism was warranted, apparently:
CHASING down rumours about Brendan Fevola is just about a full-time job, but one sent the football world into overdrive yesterday afternoon.
A well-travelled email suggests that a rumble in the sub-tropics has taken place between Fev and his Brisbane Lions teammate Jonathan Brown.
Sporting Life can confirm that Brown did, indeed, host a barbecue for Fev for his 200th, but players in attendance are adamant the rest of the email is "complete crap".
Where there's smoke, there's ire. It is reasonable to assume there was no "toe-to-toe" punch-on; it is less reasonable to assume the story is "complete crap" and that there was no disagreement at all.
My advice to former Blue, Glenn Manton, who was performing at a primary school, would have been to put the night in context by pointing out that "gymnasium" comes from the Greek for "naked".
A COMEDY performance by former Carlton premiership player Glenn Manton at the opening of a primary school gymnasium left audience members stunned by its adult content.
Dr [Lucy] Burns claims Manton at one stage shouted "I f------ hate kids" and asked a promising golfer in her late teens if she would be wearing lingerie while competing. And during a ballet performance Manton commented that a male dancer in his early teens had positioned himself perfectly by standing closely behind a female dancer.
The AFL has confirmed Robert DiPierdomenico has been dropped as an Auskick ambassador after saying a fellow Brownlow medallist was "not too bad for an abo" at a footy function.
One offended witness claims to have approached DiPierdomenico after the speech only to be told: "You'll get over it."
I've been to quite a few sports functions over the years at which speakers have made off-colour remarks. But not for the best part of 20 years. I figured speakers at "sporties", as they are known, must have grown up. I figured wrong.
This post is not about the pros and cons of the draw - even though the draw is a perfectly satisfactory result and there's no need to change it; not even on a whim; not even because there is extra time in the Diamond Creek Under 11s or the NBA or because in the major league baseball "matches even go to 19 innings". No, this post is about what passes for music according to the MCG:
WITH a draw rendering the theme songs obselete, the DJ at the MCG quickly swung to Plan B on the siren.
And clearly, the music man at the home of football has a sense of humour.
As the players of both teams trudged off the field feeling numb and confused, Jimmy Barnes' Ain't No Second Prize blared out of the speakers.
Funnily enough, there ain't no first prize either when the scores are level on the blower.
A minute or two after the players had vanished down the race, the DJ hit the button on Cher's If I Could Turn Back Time.
Not one person left at the ground wasn't humming along thinking the same thing.
This person was not humming along thinking the same thing, and I categorically resent the insulting generalisation. This person was talking to his mate Hugh and wondering out loud: "What's wrong with silence?" Why do the AFL, and sporting organisations in general, feel the need to ear bash us with crap pop tunes.
Once upon a time the only noise you heard was "Would Joe Bloggs please come to the ground manager's office in Bay 6." And it was better. Go back to it now and it would still be better.
Does the current public address assault add a scintilla of enjoyment to the day's proceedings. Was there one person at the ground who would have had a worse day had there not been a constant cacophonous accompaniment? So what if there were no team songs played because it was a draw. Why must they fill their - not my - dead air with rubbish songs and bogan anthems? Why have a voice-over just before the first bounce that pathetically, childishly, screams "Lets play some football!"? Why have one highlight on the big screen after each quarter accompanied by the same voice which announces in stilted fashion "And here is... Cale Morton... kicking a great goal"? Chances are at least a slim majority of spectators saw it when it happened. Why have a boring, uninformative interview at half time? Obviously, I know why the have the ads; doesn't mean I like them. Why the constant racket? I wonder if Slater & Gordon would consider taking on a case in which I, the plaintif, takes suit against them, the AFL to protect me from the noise pollution deleterious to my hearing.
Kevin Sheedy is to be congratulated for his efforts to get Sydney on the GWS bandwagon, but surely there are less risible nicknames than the official options:
From the ground up is how they’re building this club. The search for a name reaches into the community through a website poll. Tongue-in-cheek digs at the west threw up the Swannabees, the Commodores, the Bogans and the Mortgage Defaulters. Serious contenders tilt at regional patriotism: the Giants, the Pride, the Rangers, the Stallions. Sheedy prefers the Gladiators.
The Giants: too American. The Rangers: too American. The Pride: too gay. The Stallions: see The Pride. May as well call them The Tactix.
What is wrong with my selection?
And GWS is every bit as wanky as the dumb nicknames. "Team GWS" is even wankier. GWS and GC17 are confusingly similar, too. Hands up anyone who doesn't think "Now, which team is that?" whenever someone mentions either acronym.
Virutally, a full house; actually, a stupid idea:
CHANNEL Nine has revealed a bold plan to repackage its Monday night programming with live AFL matches complete with virtual crowds.
Nine's executive director Jeff Browne said Monday night football was likely to underpin its push for a slice of the next AFL broadcast rights deal from 2012, but he regarded it as primarily a television game in which he would compensate for half-full stadiums with virtual crowds.
What's wrong with painting the seats like the Gabba, or giving free tickets to school kiddies like they used to do at the SCG?
Would they show it virutally live? Like they do now.
Fair shake, Robbo, when you boot the dust you better hope no one puts the teeth in:
IT'S BEEN almost 12 months since Terry Wallace departed Richmond and bloodsuckers are still kicking him to death.
Friday night, Melbourne v. Bulldogs, first quarter, Channel Seven:
Dennis Cometti: You gotta say, the umpires are dressed a little like Melbourne tonight. That is close to Melbourne, isn't it?
Leigh Matthews: It's the theme for the night, of course, the pink. But it is a similar pink and blue to Melbourne.
Bruce McAvaney: The Dees, of course, in their pink tonight, the Field of Women, the Breast Cancer Network.
Tom Harley: Getting back to their days, Bruce, of the 1920s when they used to be called the Fuchsias, I reckon, the Demons, back then.
Bruce: Chee, you are bringing your research.
Leigh: You have done your research.
Leigh: The Fuschias?!?
Bruce: Would have been interesting playing the Pussycats back then.
Tom: They were the Pivotonians back then.
Bruce: I tell you what! Tom's brought some stuff tonight, hasn't he?
Dennis: I knew he would.
Tom: Snuck in a little bit of research on the boundary.
Bruce: Doesn't waste a minute, does he?
Dennis: What is a Pivotonian?
Tom: Well, ahhh, it's halfway between Melbourne and Geelong, the Pivot.
Chee, it's a grim turn of events when a footy commentator who was once the captain of the second oldest footy team in the land and The Pivotonians, is congratulated for his sterling research when he reveals the common knowledge (to me) that the oldest footy team in the land was once called the Fuchsias and that the team he captained was called The Pivotonians. At least no one congratulated him for rolling out the old "Brad Green trialled with Manchester United." Pretty sure that even caused Dennis to stifle a snigger.
That was where the "stuff" he brought ended; well, the good "stuff", anyway. Better to keep your mouth shut and be thought a fool than to open your mouth and put your foot in.
Geelong was not called The Pivot because of a pivot halfway between Geelong and Melbourne; that makes no sense at all. The City of Geelong was called the Pivot because it was "the pivot" around which Port Phillip Bay's rail and port commerce revolved.
Moving ever so smoothly from botany, history and geography we come to chromatics.
The pink and blue kit. Surely the umpires were wearing pink and black. Not that you can easily tell the difference between navy blue and black, which is, I suppose, the whole point of non-clash strips.
Doubtless you've been keeping an ear out for taxsyn:
Backward sentences, they both are. At the start was the object, at the end was the subject.
PS: Fuchsias are flowers, Leigh.