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Sport Thought: Clothes faketh the man

Once, during an ordinary training day at Hawthorn, Trent Croad stopped me in a hallway and
pointed at my chest. "About time," he said, and then walked on without explanation.

Too sexy: Trent Croad owns the catwalk in 2005.

Too sexy: Trent Croad owns the catwalk in 2005.

Trent was a known stylist, and could make a younger man second guess his own attire. I stood looking about for clues and realised he'd pointed to my T-shirt. The word "Versace" was printed there in a close-to-unreadable golden font. I'd bought it, unwittingly, for $1 at an op shop, though I didn't have the spirit to admit it then.

In fact, it was Trent who schooled my class of draftees on how to wear a club suit properly to functions and events. And since we were most of the time wearing the suits in the stands instead of playing in our football jumpers, we paid close attention to his instruction.

He displayed for us what was in those days a three-button jacket, and said of each button as he moved from the top one down: "Always. Sometimes. Never." Strange the things you remember about style, and how one day it can affect you with heartache and shame, and the next mean nothing at all.

It is quite a confusing idea that the sports star is now also a stylist by default. Shortly after the Versace moment, I cut off some of Chance Bateman's dreadlocks and had them sewn into my own hair. It's a fact that, when revisited now, makes me baulk a little and step instinctively toward the shower, but at the time it seemed edgy, maybe even expressive.

The reason for doing a thing so explicitly desperate was probably to duck mainline trends in the hope of being cool by way of being "other". What a mess.

It is my recollection that Trent considered the dreadlock move unseemly, and it's possible that he
was right all along, and that I would have been better served by more Versace, at least in the sense of the motto he regaled us with an abbreviated form of NFL player Deion Sanders' dictum: "Look good, feel good, play good."

To me it is a source of humour that an AFL player should try to align himself with American sports trends, the latest of which is self-marketing via high fashion. In the US this approaches haute couture, the type of almost unwearable stylings displayed by LeBron James that would, if displayed in some suburbs of Melbourne, still see a person robbed or beaten senseless.

One of the most hollow ideas ever conceived is to marry sports stars with high fashion and then
pass it off as self-expression. This, you find, is a new economy in sport, one long Instagram
advertisement disguised as self-love, or empathy for everything. Although it's an obvious point to
make, it's a somewhat pitiful and depressing thing to notice, since it is essentially dishonest, and boring.

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NBA star Russell Westbrook 'self-expresses' at Paris Fashion Week.

NBA star Russell Westbrook 'self-expresses' at Paris Fashion Week.Credit: Aurore Marechal/ABACAPRESS.COM

This week the AFL tried on another of its borrowed American obsessions by suggesting the AFLX men parade their fashion choices en route to matches in the manner of American stars. It's not a theory; it's on their website. "The players have been encouraged to express themselves … in the manner of their American counterparts", etc.

When used as marketing, self-expression is a loathsome idea. What you get when you tell someone to express himself is usually not worth hearing, or seeing, and can produce the mild nausea one now associates with all native advertising.

Naturally, fashion in sport is mostly the same as it is elsewhere, as much about status as style, or
what even the NBA's Russell Westbrook refers to as "self-expression". Westbrook, a glorious
athlete, has even produced a book related to his fashion life.

"Basketball is the axis that allows me to do things," Westbrook told Time magazine. "I really love that they're both different ways to express yourself. Basketball is one way, as is what you wear."

Despite Westbrook's passion for style, it's hard not to notice the ease with which already famous people adopt someone else's design and claim it as self-expression. And it is harder still to understand how the boys from Colac and Tasmania should lean on Westbrook for hints on self-expression via fashion, given his style is informed not only by the distorted life of a multimillionaire but also by his African-American heritage and culture.

Fifteen years ago there was a player of genuine style at Collingwood named Luke Mullins, who was ridiculed by his teammates for wearing no socks with his club suit, though admittedly it was because he'd failed to buy socks rather than present his ankles as a deliberate act of fashion.

Still, it is laughable to think of his teammates today at Flemington Racecourse, tanning their ankles beneath the pant line with confidence.

Scrolling the American sports medium, it is now hard to find a pair of socks on a sports star in a suit anywhere. The whole concept gave me pause to open my own wardrobe, momentarily, and imagine how I might in Trent's absence express myself today if I were on the way to Marvel Stadium.

Upon first glance there was an alarming array of ashen greys, a kind of catalogue of apocalyptic camouflage. How many grey T-shirts does a man need to express himself? Whatever happened to
Versace, and Chance Bateman's dreadlocks?

It is quite possible that sport makes unfair suggestions to a player about how stylish he is, and that when sport is gone the truth about his style moves in again.

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