The closest my queer relationship has ever felt to a sitcom-like heterosexual one is when we try to talk about sport. I was raised with three brothers in a sports-mad family; two of my brothers became professional boxers and I became a professional lesbian. There was never any other destiny for me.
I was raised in Queensland, so the beautiful game is in my veins, and by “beautiful game” I mean of course rugby league. Some sports have easier off-field antics to support than others, and my interests diversified, especially as women started to be allowed to play sports publicly for our enjoyment.
