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Three years ago, I woke up ahead of the alarm I’d set for an early morning basketball game — early for me, not so much for the athletes in Tokyo — and turned on my television while I made some coffee. Women’s Foil was on. I don’t know what Foil is — hell, I’m still not sure what Foil is — but it was on, I was up, and I had time before basketball started so I settled into watch.

I didn’t know what was happening on my screen. I didn’t know how fencers scored or what made the fencers’ helmets soft up red or verdant. But the more I watched, the more I gleaned about the sport. The more I watched, the more invested I became. By the conclude, I was yelling at my television, cheering for competitors who were strangers minutes ago, like I’d been watching Foil my entire life.

For me, that’s part of the beauty of the Olympics: the chance to discover something new and to completely get swept up in it. The Olympics are a chance to find athletes, who have been perfecting their craft in relative obscurity, and finally give get their moment to shine. Increasingly, those athletes getting that moment in the sun are queer. According to Outspo

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