I think after twelve years, we’re finally starting to see the WNBA turn into a major professional league.

The women’s basketball league was originally founded on the premise of fundamentals. You know, things like dribbling, passing, free throws, the things that don’t show up in the NBA very often.

The walls are starting to come down. First, we had a couple of players dunk. Everytime it happens, ESPN and the other sportscasters lose their minds like someone gave birth on the court.

The basic dunk is powerful, but completely lacking in skill. Can you jump high enough to hold the ball over the rim? Well, you can dunk.

Now, there’s this.

Yep, now the WNBA is branching out into other NBA trademarks, including the bench-clearing brawl. Of course, if you turn a team of anything over to former Pistons Bill Laimbeer and Rick Mahorn, chances are they’ll wind up in a fistfight. Remember, Laimbeer got his own teammate to slug him in practice once. He could turn a Boy Scout troup into a SWAT team.

So the WNBA is slowly but surely becoming the NBA. The next thing you know, WNBA players will be getting arrested for marijuana possession, and having kids they abandon.

Labels: NBA, WNBA