While professional sport is intertwined with the Australian identity, many believe that social justice has no place on the field. Not only is this misguided, but it is out of step with history and reality.

It’s 12.50 am on a Sunday in 2013. I’m twenty, slightly drunk, and curled up in bed watching Bridget Jones’ Diary for at least the twentieth time. I’ve just ended a relationship and Renée Zellweger’s belting rendition of ‘All By Myself’ has never felt so true.