The incident was not an accident. To call it such is to insult the intelligence of every fan who has watched the game. It’s like calling a mugging a misunderstanding or a head-on collision a close call. Sophie Cunningham didn’t simply stumble or trip; she was taken out with a targeted, dangerous move. The refs, ever-so-willing to look the other way, let the play continue, and in a perfect microcosm of the WNBA’s officiating problem, awarded a technical to Cunningham when she protested. It’s a circus act, and the clowns in charge are wearing stripes.
But this isn’t just about one play. It’s about a player with a clear, and frankly, disturbing, rap sheet. Bria Hartley has a reputation that precedes her, a long trail of dangerous fouls that look less like tough defense and more like a deliberate attempt to injure. She was the player who pulled Angel Reese out of the air by her hair and slammed Becca Allen down like a sack of dirty laundry. She has a pattern, a consistent disregard for player safety that has been allowed to slide because, apparently, controversy sells and so-called “toughness” keeps the old guard happy. The WNBA, in its desperate pursuit of relevance, seems to believe that a little on-court drama is a good thing. They’ve mistaken toughness for thuggery, and now their star players are paying the price.
But what makes the Hartley-Cunningham incident so different, so profound, is the lawsuit. For years, the notion of suing an opponent over a hard foul was laughable, confined to a few bizarre, niche cases. But this wasn’t a hard foul. This was a deliberate act, a cheap shot that went far beyond the rules of the game. Sophie Cunningham has every right to go after Hartley for damages—lost salary, medical bills, and the value of a season, perhaps a career, that was taken from her. And if she wins, or even settles, it will change everything. This isn’t just about one player; it’s about setting a new precedent. It’s about players realizing that if the league won’t protect them, the courts will.
Imagine the implications. What’s to stop the next player who gets knocked to the ground from filing a lawsuit of their own? The WNBA is entering uncharted waters, and they have no one to blame but themselves. They have consistently failed to hold dirty players accountable, and now a legal system that moves much more slowly than a game clock may do it for them. A fine and a two-game suspension suddenly looks like a footnote when a player has to worry about losing endorsements or paying out damages in civil court. This new level of accountability is something the league has been allergic to. From the incompetent referees who seem more suited to a drive-thru window than a professional court to a commissioner who blames injuries on anything but the obvious truth, the WNBA has been a masterclass in deflection.
And the person most affected by all of this? The one who has brought more eyes to the league than anyone else? Caitlyn Clark. Whether you like her or not, everything in the WNBA seems to orbit around her, and this situation is no different. Sophie Cunningham was one of the only players on the Fever who wasn’t afraid to stand up for her, to take the hits and dish some back. She was Clark’s enforcer, her on-court protector. Now she’s gone, and Clark is more exposed than ever. Her opponents, including the likes of Hartley, have to know that she’s now on her own. They’ve seen her teammate drop, and they smell blood in the water. The Fever are paying the price, and it’s a direct consequence of a league that has allowed Clark to be a target with no protection. The WNBA is getting the drama they wanted, but it’s not the kind that grows the game. It’s the kind that destroys it.
The sad reality is that all of this was predictable. Fans and commentators have been warning about Hartley for years. Everyone knew she played dirty. But the league let it go, hoping that the spectacle of “physical play” would be enough. And now they have their toughness, but they also have their star players in rehab and their reputation in the mud. The WNBA could fix this tomorrow. They could make Hartley’s suspension meaningful, retrain their refs to enforce the rulebook, and prioritize player safety over the illusion of a tough-guy league. But history says they won’t. They will issue a half-hearted statement, sweep it under the rug, and then act shocked when the next star player is helped off the court.
Sophie Cunningham was more than just a role player this season; she was the heart of the Fever’s toughness. She was carving out a new role for herself, proving her value in a way she never had before. Bria Hartley, with one single act of recklessness, may have taken that all away. And for what? To prove a point? It’s pathetic, it’s desperate, and it’s killing the league from the inside out. The lawsuit is a positive step, a sign that players will no longer rely on a feckless leadership to protect them. But it’s not enough. The question remains: What will the WNBA do to stop this from happening again? Because if the answer is nothing, then Sophie Cunningham won’t be the last name on that injury list. Not even close.
