Everything about our great game in the last 6 decades was about pressure. Pressure on the ball carrier, pressure to get the ball, pressure to stick tackles or to break tackles, pressure to support your team mate, pressure to shepard for your team mate, pressure to provide options. Pressure, pressure, pressure made our game great.
This stand like a statue on the mark provides a player with the ball too much of an advantage as he is not under any pressure.
Lastly, and this truth really hurts. As a kid, then teenager, then young adult I lived and breathed footy. Even during the Tiger's 37 bad years I loved the game. Then came the 2017 and 2019 premierships and I was there at the MCG for both with my teenage son and I was stoked! BUT in 2020 with Covid-19 the excuse to shorten games I realised that after my beloved Tigers had won the premiership again nothing in my life had changed - still do the same "$hit" different day and have the same life issues to address each week, month, year. Then this year all the stupid rule changes and I felt lost - where had my passion for the contest gone? Why don't I care anymore? My wife and son's all tell me you're not loud anymore at the TV when the Tigers are playing - where has my husband/dad gone?
I feel duped, robbed, and fundamentally lonely that one of my life's treasures has been taken away from me by bastards who never loved the game like I once did!