WNBA has spiraled into a rinse-and-repeat drama, and it’s taking a mind-numbing toll

The WNBA has all of our attention, but now I just want to look away. The league of powerful women — Caitlin Clark exploring the boundaries of the game like an abstract painter, Olivia Miles personifying the rebirth of slick, Breanna Stewart pulling out new tricks from her offensive arsenal, A’ja Wilson shapeshifting nightly into a GOAT — feels less like a sport and more like a societal powder keg. It has spiraled into a rinse-and-repeat drama. A Black player clotheslines a White player, and it’s