Amidst all the sanctimonious slop, the slaps on the wrist, and the shock jock slanging matches, an actual round of football broke out. It was billed as Moving Weekend. It was supposed to be the round where the big boys made their run, and where the also-rans stood revealed. It pitted first against second, third against fifth, fourth against sixth and seventh against eighth. By Saturday afternoon, it had already re-established Melbourne as the top dogs, exposed the less than leonine Brisbane and added another half dozen pages to Essendon’s internal review.
As Richmond and Geelong warmed up at the MCG, the Dockers were trudging off at Marvel. They’d fluffed their lines against a Carlton side that somehow retains defensive integrity, despite most of their defenders being hospital cases. All four were in a scrum of teams seeking number one challenger status.
