Clark was sinking three-pointers from almost half-court, and her passing was pinpoint. It was obvious that she was going to be the number one pick in the WNBA draft. She was indeed selected first by the Indiana Fever, and many, including myself, had their interest piqued about Caitlin and the league.
The league, though, wasn’t ready for Clark’s arrival. Even though she brought unprecedented attention to the league, resulting in private flights for all teams, sold-out arenas wherever she played, and a significant increase in television revenue, the woke political cesspool of a league turned its back on the new star.
Clark was mugged in virtually every game she played in. There were hard fouls during play, and even more egregious fouls in many cases after play ended. Meanwhile, the league and the officials ignored the beating she was taking, and in most cases, no fouls were even called.
Clark is a white straight girl in a predominantly black league that is filled with lesbian players, and it became apparent that Cathy Englebert, the do-nothing cardboard cutout of a commissioner, was going to allow the players to dispense undeserved justice, apparently so she would not rock the black/LGBTQ boat.
But as discontentment increased and Clark sustained an injury, one referee who failed to call four fouls committed against Clark on one possession unceremoniously disappeared. Attendance began to drop incrementally, and still, Englebert only offered excuses, saying idiotic things like “all fans complain about referees.”