Think places that AFL players may have the opportunity to get into a bit of trouble and the usual things come to mind.

You know, a nightclub, bar, Ben Cousins’ Christmas party.

But a Lionel Richie concert?

Kangaroos players Aaron Edwards, Hamish McIntosh and Shannon Grant face disciplinary action after a confrontation with police during a Richie concert at a Victorian winery on the weekend.

Damn right they should face disciplinary action. But not because Aaron Edwards was doing the polar opposite to Dancing on the Ceiling, lying unconscious on the ground because he had put away too much plonk.

Nor because the boys in blue were forced to use capsicum spray on Shannon Grant.

Rather because they were actually spotted at a Lionel Richie concert.

Seriously, Richie? The last time he had a hit, midget Brisbane twins The Veronicas were still an identical glint in their mother’s eye.

And Timbaland had only released about three songs in his 189,456 track catalogue.

Next thing you know, we’ll see some AFL player bringing the game into disrepute because he’s got a few too many on board at Celine Dion Unplugged. Or the New Kids on the Block Reunion Tour.

As I am filling in for Amy Remeikis’ Girl Talk column, I’m sure my fellow Collingwood fan would agree wholeheartedly with this.

Because let’s face it, the odds of most Magpies fans rocking up to a Lionel Richie concert (or a dentist, for that matter) are about as skinny as his over-publicised adopted daughter Nicole.

AFL players are supposed to enjoy a tough, burly, take-no-prisoners image.

Firing up the cigarette lighter and waving it in the air as Richie belts out one of his hard rock classics like Love Will Conquer All doesn’t exactly measure up to that stereotype.

In a separate incident the following morning, another Roos player, Matt Campbell, was charged with resisting arrest and being drunk in a public place.

Pretty sure that incident occurred somewhere a little more testosterone-fuelled than an oversized grape farm featuring a has-been ’80s crooner.

All three players should be locked in a room with a stereo blaring the rock stylings of someone who isn’t idolised by a bunch of 40-plus women who are still in denial that it’s the 21st century.

What happened to the infamous Shinboner spirit? An adage built on courage under fire. Of hard men who stand up when the chips are down?

Members of the Lionel Richie fan club who would like to express their disgust at my apparent poor taste in music can direct their correspondence to the Daily sports desk.

I will read them and then promptly throw them into the rubbish bin beside my desk.

Just where every single one of Richie’s albums should be.