Passing the Fire: Why Caitlin Clark Broke My Heart in All the Right Ways

I never watched the WNBA before Caitlin Clark.

Not because I didn’t care about women’s sports, but because I had stopped hoping they’d ever be seen — really seen — without being mocked, underpaid, or sidelined. Then came this girl from Iowa. Not the daughter of a dynasty. Not a PR mannequin. Just someone who played with the kind of hunger that can’t be t…