There are moments in life when words feel too small for the weight of grief you carry. This is one of those moments. Guga, we grew up sharing more than a rugby pitch. We shared blood, not just the blood of brothers in sport, but the deeper bond of our people, our tribe, our roots. You knew where I came from before I ever had to explain it. That kind of kinship is rare and I am broken knowing I will never stand beside you again. As your Captain, I watched you carry yourself with a quiet dignity that made my job easier. You never needed me to push you, you pushed yourself. Every scrum, every breakdown, every bruising collision, you gave everything. You were the kind of teammate who made the man beside you better and the dressing room feel like home. But beyond the jersey and the titles we won together, you were simply my young brother. The laughter, long journeys and conversations that only made sense to us, I will hold those close for the rest of my days. The Black Pirates will run out again, but there will always be a space on that field that belongs only to you, Gongodyo. No one will fill it. Now rest well Guga. I love you ❤️ #RIPGongodyo #RIPSydney #PiratesStrong #UgandaRugby