The AFL is just like a group of 16 people who like to go out to dinner together regularly.
They pick the restaurant, order plenty of food and drink and enjoy each other’s company.
At the end of the night, they split the bill and everyone pays up. Nobody worries about who had an entrée and who didn’t, who drank two glasses of wine and who drank five, who had dessert or coffee and who didn’t. Everyone was at the table, everyone had a great time and everyone pays equally. They leave a tip, make plans for the next get-together and, in this enlightened age, take a taxi home.
North Melbourne is like the unemployed mate who everyone considers to be an important member of the group and the other fifteen invite him along , despite knowing that he can't afford to pay. The others subsidise his meal and, if they are really good mates, they might even pay for his whole meal. Again, nobody worries about this, it is the company they are interested in, not who ate garlic bread and who didn’t or who drank water only.
What will annoy them is if the unemployed mate decides to order the Grange Hermitage, knowing that someone else is paying for it.