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Marc Typo's avatar

Reading this after watching the women play last night is like a breath of fresh air. I love this era I'm in; I know more college women players than I do the men. Love your writing; you know how to cast a wide net at the beginning and really drill down to the heart at the end. I couldn't help but feel the cost of competition and joy in the game, especially as it relates to Black bodies. I'm thinking how the LSU women were made to be villains because they were passionate, and Ramadan Irving the same because he stood up (or better yet, opted out) for what he believes in. Deion Sanders got heckled when his winning season turned into a losing one. America hates an unbridled confident Black mouth. I love these players because they remind me that competition and joy are beautiful but feel like they come with a cost when you're Black. I want to be a bold writer like Angela Reese and Flau'Jae Johnson as players. But sometimes I play the role of "humble," because taking up space feels like it can be costly.

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Dia Lupo's avatar

And in the spirit of this piece, I’ll say… fuck, this was good

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