🚨 JUST IN: Caitlin Clark shatters another WNBA record and suddenly the league’s MVP crown no longer looks safe for A’ja Wilson ⚡.BT

A few months into her pro career, Caitlin Clark has already done the one thing experts swore was impossible: she has cracked the supposedly untouchable aura around A’ja Wilson. The same A’ja Wilson who owns two MVP trophies, two WNBA titles, and the reputation of being the most dominant force of her generation. And yet… here we are, watching broadcasters, fans, and even legends of the game whisper the same shocking sentence:

“Clark is pushing A’ja Wilson for MVP.”

Not rookie accolades.
Not “future star.”
MVP. In year one.

It sounds outrageous—until you look at the numbers, then suddenly it’s not outrageous at all.

Even Skip Bayless, who rarely hands out compliments without a fight, couldn’t deny what he was seeing:
“I don’t see anybody control a game the way Caitlin can.”

This entire conversation wasn’t supposed to happen until 2027. But Clark didn’t wait for permission, and she certainly didn’t wait for her rookie label to fade. She’s already broken so many records that commentators have basically stopped keeping up. But one stat snapped the entire league awake: her 19-assist explosion against Dallas, a WNBA record—not a rookie record, a record, period.

That performance alone could have anchored the Rookie of the Year race. But Clark didn’t stop there, because she never does. She’s averaging 8.5 assists, leading the entire WNBA, all while putting up 19.2 points per game, making her one of the most efficient dual-threat scorers in the sport.

But here’s the part that genuinely doesn’t feel real:

She has already tied the WNBA career record with five 25-point, 10-assist games…
in fewer than 40 games played.

Her co-holder? Sabrina Ionescu—who needed 138 games to do it.

If you think that will remain a shared record for long, you probably haven’t been watching Caitlin Clark closely.

While Clark is dragging the Indiana Fever from last year’s basement to this year’s playoff picture, A’ja Wilson is having a historic season of her own. She’s averaging 27.3 points, which is literally the highest scoring average in WNBA history, beating Diana Taurasi’s legendary 2006 record by more than two points. Add her 11.9 rebounds and elite rim protection, and she continues to look like the league’s most complete battering ram.

And yet… somehow, the MVP race is unclear.

How is that possible?

It comes down to one word that everyone suddenly can’t stop debating: value.

The Las Vegas Aces, stacked with superstars, have been wobbling this season, hovering around fourth or fifth in the standings despite Wilson’s absurd production. This isn’t the invincible superteam that steamrolled the league these past two years.

Meanwhile the Indiana Fever—last year’s worst team, the team that won the No. 1 pick because they were simply unwatchable—have launched themselves back into relevance behind Clark’s gravitational pull.

The Fever are now top-four in points, rebounds, and assists, and they lead the league in field-goal percentage.
Last year?
Bottom-third in almost everything.

One rookie walked in and turned the franchise into a functioning, efficient, competitive machine.

Dan Patrick summed it up perfectly:
“She’s the most valuable in terms of impact, league attention, playoff contention—all of it. Value to the sport.”

And that argument is impossible to ignore because Clark’s impact goes beyond the court. She’s shattered TV ratings, created sellouts in every arena, forced charter flights into existence, and increased salaries league-wide. She has turned the entire WNBA into a must-watch storyline, more than any athlete before her.

In that sense, she literally is the league’s most valuable player.

Of course, financial value isn’t technically part of MVP voting—but should it be? Many fans argue the award has never had a more obvious candidate in terms of sheer influence.

Clark isn’t just putting up crazy numbers—she is reshaping the architecture of the league.

Still, A’ja Wilson’s case is equally absurd. There was a moment earlier in the season when she was compared to prime Shaquille O’Neal, and for once, the comparison didn’t feel like blasphemy. Her physical dominance, her scoring gap over every other player, her two-way control—it’s the kind of force that bends a sport.

Shaq never set a single-season scoring record.
Shaq never outpaced the next-best scorer by two full points.
And Shaq certainly didn’t lead the league in scoring and blocking.

A’ja did.

But with her team sliding and Clark’s team surging, the MVP debate has become a high-speed collision of dominance vs. impact, production vs. transformation.

And just when you think this conversation is too early or too dramatic, another twist arrives: Clark didn’t even make the Olympic roster. Imagine winning MVP the same season you were left off Team USA—a level of chaos the league has never seen.

Yet her supporters insist it doesn’t matter.
Her critics—few but loud—say she hasn’t earned it.
Her fans say she’s rewriting the rulebook.
Her numbers say she belongs in the conversation.

The question is no longer “Is Caitlin Clark the future of the WNBA?”
It’s “Is the future already here?”

In one corner:
Caitlin Clark — the rookie who broke everything we thought we understood about value, impact, and stardom.

In the other:
A’ja Wilson — the reigning queen of the league, playing the best basketball of her life.

Only one can be crowned MVP.

And no matter what happens, one thing is undeniable:

Clark’s first MVP isn’t a matter of “if”—it’s a matter of “when.”

So tell us…
Who you got?