This is a word – I am fortunate to say – that I rarely hear, especially in a manner that is blatantly homophobic and said in anger. But recently, I did and hearing that word shouted at my rugby team, the Kings Cross Steelers rocked me to my core. Every Saturday, my teammates and I venture out east of London and play in the Essex Rugby Union League. Often, these teams are working class guys who solely play for the love the game, which is a major part of why I myself play. This is something I love.