The gods shine upon young gods and a Cup treasured more than the Treasury
"It's more than a game," blared the loudspeakers all along what used to be called the Paris End of Collins Street, Chris Doheny's anthem to footy setting the vast crowd nodding vigorously and waving scarves along to the truth of it.
Here was a city all but shut for business, half of it closed to traffic, all because of this thing that in Melbourne is more than a game.
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