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"We have seen a procession and it's going only one way," noted Sandy Roberts, during Fox Footy studio summary of the Collingwood v Geelong game.
Most of them do, you'd imagine.
Frankly, it would be utter chaos at the Olympic opening ceremony if all the countries just "went with the vibe" and had their own little processions in whatever the hell direction they liked.
You'd have Zimbabwe T-boning Denmark, Austria rear-ending Poland, and Myanmar colliding with Burma, which would be a major concern given they're the same country.
During the same evening, over on Seven, Wayne Carey shared a theory, suggesting that kicking is the one area of our game that has not improved in 100 years.
Well, it probably HAS though, realistically.
On the bracingly slim evidence to hand, the playing gentry of a century ago may well have struggled to kick the ball the thickness of their substantial mustachios. And quite possibly ran short of breath striding across the dressing room to retrieve tobacco tin and port flagon from a teammate's Gladstone bag.
Admittedly today's footballers no longer place-kick a ball 90 yards, but those were more leisurely times back then, and it took them most of a weekend to set one of those up.
These days, the umpire would yell out "15 gone!" and the fellow would still be applying moustache wax, or concocting a sandcastle from dirt.
Admittedly nowadays you are about as likely to see a brontosaurus on field as a drop kick.
But coaches probably feel that, of the two, you'd have greater control over the brontosaurus.
Sadly, though, this is all little more than idle speculation.
A generous array of Charlie Chaplin shorts and the motion pictures of D.W. Griffith may survive from 1915, but the otherwise media-rich AFL website is disappointingly thin on complete match footage from the WWI era.
The conclusion looming there is that if Wayne Carey has a more specific insight into the code as it was played 100 years ago, he must have been there. If so, he's looking absolutely marvellous for his age.
It's a real tribute to the make-up artists in television, who don't often receive the plaudits that are their due. Particularly when it comes to sporting telecasts, where they may really have their work cut out for them.
Of course, there is more to modern-day sport than somewhat confusing commentary. There are somewhat confusing regulatory bodies.
The World Anti-Doping Authority, for example, is an under-appreciated resource.
In particular, WADA may incorporate just about everybody on the planet who believes the Essendon supplements saga hasn't rattled on long enough, and that there may be a decade or two's extra mileage left in it.
What is clearly needed there is some foresight.
Like Basil Zempilas, at North v Richmond, in scenic Hobart town:
"Fascinating second half about to get under way."
Hmm. It got under way but lacked for fascination.
Still, soothsaying is the one area of the game that hasn't improved in 100 years.