Sophie Cunningham protects Caitlin Clark with a rage-baiting finger-wag, miserable Buster & crash landing!
Final Hump Day of June. Is that right? Let's see ... how's the song go, again?
Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November ...
Ah yes, that's right! So we ARE in the final Wednesday of the month. Wow. Time flies. Feels like we were just celebrating a Memorial Day Hump Day, and now we're one week from the Fourth of July.
These Dog Days are BARKING right now. We're cruising. This time next month, we'll have a FIFA champion, MLB will be fresh off its All-Star Game with the trade deadline approaching, and NFL training camps will be underway.
Who has it better than us? Dumb question, of course. It's nobody. Nobody has it better than us.
Let's roll.
Welcome to a Hump Day Nightcaps — the one where Sophie Cunningham continues to dominate the WNBA, one finger-wag at a time.
What else? I've got an emergency landing in Alaska that left me queasy, Buster Posey looks like he's being held hostage, and Paige Spiranac is ready to celebrate America's 250th birthday.
Pageviews has had a rough year, but the #content lately has been top-notch. She's getting back to the basics, and I appreciate it.
Grab you a ham sandwich for National Take Back The Lunch Break Day, and settle in for a Hump Day 'Cap!
Did we ... lose the lunch break? I certainly haven't, but I also work remote, so I have about three lunch breaks a day.
Today, for instance, I had leftover ribs from last night. Remember a few weeks ago when we all got into a heated debate because I smoked ribs but didn't take the membrane off? Well, I grabbed some baby backs yesterday from Fresh Market (elite store) and took the membrane off. Happy?
And you know what? Eh. I don't see much of a difference. Sorry. I think it's a sham. There, I said it!
You know who's not a sham? Indiana Fever star Sophie Cunningham, who spent the week rage-baiting the rest of the league with a simple finger-wag.
What a moment:
Just incredible. DeWanna Bonner goes after Caitlin Clark, and Sophie wasn't having it for one single second. Not one.
And she never touches DeWanna. Just a simple finger-point. She just mocks her, while everyone else in the arena laughs. It's perfect. It's the best way to get under someone's skin. It's done with such elegance.
Perfectly played by Sophie, who has proven, time and time again, that she will not tolerate the Caitlin Clark head-hunting. Not on her watch.
She cracked skulls last summer, and she's back to enforcing the law once again this time around. Nobody — and I mean nobody — plays this game better than Sophie Cunningham. She's a star on the floor, and she's a content machine off of it.
What a player:
Absolute star. And don't forget where you saw her first. Right here, at OutKick. We were, once again, ahead of the trends.
A tale as old as time.
OK, let's leave Indiana and head west to check in with Buster Posey and the San Francisco Giants. He seems like he's having a BLAST right now:
Reporter: Question about Pride night.
Posey: Baseball questions only.
Different reporter: Question about Pride night.
Posey: Again, baseball questions ONLY.
Rinse, wash, repeat. That's it. Well, to be fair, we did get one Rafael Devers question mixed in, but that was it.
Side note: You know things are bad in San Francisco right now when Buster Posey is thrilled to hear a question about Rafael Devers.
How miserable is Buster Posey right now? He looks like he wants to be anywhere else. I don't blame him. My big question? Why send him out there and feed him to the wolves if you weren't going to let him speak? What's the point?
Sure, the Big Js annoy me. This is insufferable. The line of questioning — and the tone they all use — is truly insufferable. But it's obviously going to be all they want to talk about. Why send him down there if you weren't going to let him talk about it?
My guess? They wouldn't like his answers. Born in Georgia. Played college ball in Florida. You do the math.
OK, let's rapid-fire this Hump Day into a big Hump Night. First up? If your plane was about to crash and you were on death's doorstep, would your last move in life be to record the whole thing?
Goodness gracious. The Nightcaps veterans know how much I absolutely hate flying. A few years back, I tried to bring back the road trip. I took one myself all the way to Nantucket (can't hide money!). It was awesome.
It's all because of this, right here. This moment. Yes, I know this can happen on the interstate, too. But at least there I have some modicum of control. I don't have that on a plane. It's all out of my hands.
How about the stones on this pilot? Kudos, young man. You'd never buy a drink again in your life if I was on that plane.
The worst part? I assume they all have to get back on a plane to get outta there. I think I'd just move there at that point. No SHOT I'm getting back on a plane after that.
OK, that's it for today. Excellent work, everyone. Good final Hump Day of June.
Fourth of July is right around the corner. Get us ready for it, Paige!
OutKick Nightcaps is a daily column set to run Monday through Friday at 4 p.m. (roughly, we’re not robots).
What do you think Buster wants to say? Email me at Zach.Dean@OutKick.com.