Footy in Sydney was never cleaner, it was just less scrutinised

I spent my earliest years as a sports journalist in rugby league in Sydney, when the sport was in crisis over player behaviour and the treatment of women. Those stories were filed under the tidy euphemism "nightclub incidents," as if the venue were the problem. At the time, the prevailing view was that this didn't happen in AFL. Not in Sydney, at least. Different code, different crowd, different problem: that was the story people told themselves.

I went on to cover professional cycling full-time for many years, and I've written about the same pattern for over a decade, in sports with nothing else in common. In 2013, a rider grabbed a podium hostess in Belgium and called it a joke, with commentators suggesting he was young and talented and that we should all lighten up. In 2019, a rider on one of the sport's biggest teams was sent home from a race in Argentina over how he treated a waitress, and his own team's comms unit called that a joke too. Thirteen years, three sports, and the same two moves every time: the behaviour gets minimised, and the talent gets offered up as the reason it should be forgiven.

This week ran the same way at first. Early language from the Sydney Swans framed the players as having "found themselves in this situation," a framing quickly challenged by advocates and former players, who pointed out that professionals don't simply find themselves anywhere. It hardened into something honest, a serious breach, a season-ending sanction, only once that framing was publicly called out.

Even inside the game, the instinct was to reach backwards. On AFL 360, Garry Lyon, who played through the '80s and '90s, called it a throwback to that era, this was then corrected mid-sentence and the comparison pushed back further, to the '70s. Even someone who played in the decade he first reached for didn't think it went back far enough. Former captain Luke Hodge went further, publicly questioning whether Sydney's own celebrated "Bloods" culture had let this happen, calling it fractured and asking whether the club had extended too much trust to its players. That's someone who won four premierships wondering aloud how long this had been building before it surfaced. The question isn't whether this passes what's, unfortunately, still called the pub test. It's how long a culture can fail that test quietly before something finally makes it public.

Here's what I think explains why AFL looked clean in Sydney for so long: scrutiny was never evenly distributed. Sydney was rugby league's goldfish bowl, and a league player there has always lived under a level of attention that shapes behaviour whether he likes it or not. A Swans or Giants player in that same city sat outside it. It was never that AFL had a cleaner culture. It was that nobody was watching closely enough to find out. To be fair to the record, the code was never actually clean; it was just less scrutinised in this city. AFL built its Respect and Responsibility policy after a wave of sexual assault allegations against players in 2004, and has since had a Carlton president admit to paying women to drop rape complaints, a champion denied Hall of Fame status over a documented history of violence against women, and a player sacked and suspended for repeated conduct toward women as recently as last year. The Sydney gap explains a belief, not an absence.

A club in the goldfish bowl gets discipline handed to it for free. A club outside it has to build the same standard deliberately, not through curfews or minders, but through senior players who set the tone before a night goes wrong, and leadership groups that treat judgment as part of the job. You can't outsource culture to the market you happen to play in, and you can't borrow a reputation for cleanliness that was never earned, only untested.

My first instinct, when this story broke, was to assume the delayed trip home was about recovery protocols. That assumption didn't survive contact with the facts, and I'll own that it was generous. These are adults, elite professionals, paid well, managed closely, with every resource a modern sporting program can provide. They shouldn't need a curfew to know what a fortnight from finals needs from them. The absence of a rule isn't an excuse. It's the whole point.

Culture isn't declared. It's built, or eroded, one ordinary night at a time, and it's built harder in a market that isn't watching. A team hotel is a workplace. These are elite athletes with privilege most of us will never have, a platform and protection that comes with the job whether they asked for it or not. That platform is not neutral, and scrutiny, or its absence, doesn't change that.

One in five Australian women has experienced sexual violence. That number doesn't move because a club suspends five players. It moves when the institutions on the platform, leagues, clubs, broadcasters, sponsors- treat prevention as core business rather than crisis response.

The club's response is what accountability at speed looks like. But it's a response, not a fix. The fix is what happens in every city, every code, on every quiet night nobody's covering, because the sports that eventually make headlines for this were never actually clean. It's that people weren't paying attention.