No surprise, Enes Kanter Freedom did not come to protect women. Freedom and women have been in conflict for a long time, in society, and now in the actions of the man who made it his legal last name.
The former NBA player walked into Wintrust Arena on Sunday night with a T-shirt and a sales pitch, dressing it up as concern for women’s sports. The shirt that covered his 6-foot-10 frame read “WOMAN noun. full-grown human female.” It is a slogan created for agitation, not conversation. He wore it to a building where real women were supposed to play in a professional basketball league that women had been building for 30 years, acting as if their game needed his definition to bolster its legitimacy. He wasn’t at the Indiana Fever-Chicago Sky game to defend women’s sports against transgender participation. He wasn’t there to support or convince. He was there to be seen.
Freedom has come to mockery. Freedom was thrown out.
Freedom rang.
He succeeded. He mocked his supposed goal but got the attention he craved. Chicago guard Nataša Cloud, a real athlete, had plenty in the third quarter. During the timeout, she rushed in Freedom’s direction and shouted what she thought of him, loud and profanity. Freedom stood up, spread his arms, barked and strode towards her. He then left security to do the rest, pulling his hands behind him like an arrested man as he was led out of the arena. He recounted his stunt in real time and posted it online as fast as he could, claiming he was kicked out for “supporting women”. He now appears on any media platform that is willing to perform with him.
Former NBA player Enes Kanter Freedom was escorted out of Wintrust Arena on Sunday night after Chicago Sky guard Natasha Cloud confronted him in his seat on the court.
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Cloud has not spoken to the press since, and has only posted once about the incident, offering words of encouragement to the trans community. “You belong,” she wrote in her post. “You are loved. You are seen. You are perfect just the way you are.”
The point is not to judge the trans athlete debate based on whether you agree with Freedom or Cloud. It’s too nuanced and consequential to be reduced to a congeniality contest. But the showdown and the reactions that followed highlight something that shouldn’t be dismissed. Cloud has a position, and she can shift from being warm to articulating her opinion with appropriate seriousness. A man named Freedom has no authentic opinion. He just has tactics.
He’s there to play with all our emotions, and it’s a shame we can’t regulate any of these feelings. A few weeks ago, he tried to declare himself eligible for the 2027 WNBA draft, saying he identifies as a woman. That’s not just a false claim; it’s cruel. Another former NBA player, Royce White, joined. Together they have done real damage, misrepresenting trans people as cross-dressers, invalidating their humanity for the sake of jokes. In their minds, they counter absurdity with absurdity. In reality, there is no argument at all in their antics. These are just two men who realized that cruelty is more about seeing than believing.
When the attention died down, Freedom showed up at one of Sophie Cunningham’s games, hoping to shrug off the fame of America’s new female athlete, the face of the trans resistance, wearing a T-shirt that insists a woman is defined by biology alone. So this summer he tried to define a woman twice. He included himself once. Once he excluded others. Both times it was about him.
At 6-10 and 250 pounds, Freedom looks like an unknown agitator. But he is more like an avatar for the old feeling. The notion of “protecting women’s sports” has been a male alibi many times before. Although the circumstances have varied throughout history, the goal is consistent: the phrase is used to permit exclusion.
Consider two examples. In 1967, a Boston Marathon official named Jock Semple spotted a 20-year-old runner, Kathrine Switzer, mid-race and decided she didn’t belong. He grabbed her and tried to tear off her pepper. The sport’s governing body has not responded by investigating what Semple did to Switzer. Instead, he wrote a new rule banning women from racing against men. You know, to protect them. Four decades earlier, at the 1928 Olympics, officials decided after the 800m final that the distance was too dangerous for women. Why? Due to reports of runners collapsing after the race, the footage was later shown to be exaggerated. The event has not returned to the Olympics for 32 years.
Don’t compare issues. Just look at the ghastly, lazy thinking like that. It’s a new century, but the playbook remains: With ulterior motives, men decide what women need protection from, and what follows is never protection. It’s a nuisance disguised as a concern, and it leaves women worse off than before the arrival of the so-called protector. If the trans sports debate had been an organic, entirely women-led controversy, it could have encouraged meaningful conversation, empathy in the search for solutions, and thoughtful action taken after a protracted process. But this is a runaway train that people with extreme right-wing views have sent in the direction of the sports world in order to create panic and gain political capital.
Their methods have led 27 states to pass laws and two more to implement state policies that restrict or prohibit transgender youth from participating in school sports consistent with their gender identity. Several US sports organizations have changed their eligibility standards due to pressure from the Trump administration. All this happened in the past six years, and most of the movements happened in the first three years of that period. However, the transcultural war continues.
Freedom is not some new movement champion. He’s just a replay.
“She’s not going to sleep with you,” Freedom said, relaying to Fox News what Cloud told him as she approached.
Freedom thought Cloud had sunk, accusing him of trying to curry favor with Cunningham. But trivializing his motives was the kindest blow she could throw.
Freedom craves relevance. Too many at the WNBA gate seem to have the same intentions. It’s tempting to blame the league for letting cheaters shape its story instead of controlling its narrative. It’s tempting to pin some of the WNBA’s internal strife on this issue and criticize the league for all the bad actors and sex-toy pitchers who diminish the product on the court. But that argument requires deft logic. It removes the responsibility from the man who caused the conflict and shifts it to the institution that received the blow.
That’s what Freedom wants. He bought a ticket and produced an incident that no league, men’s or women’s, is fully equipped to surpass. In this case, the WNBA is a victim of its inclusive identity. Throughout the season, numerous culture wars enjoy this trait because it’s easier to infiltrate an open door than a locked one.
If the goal is to present a narrow view of America, it’s a powerful strategy to demonize and diminish a sport that’s growing and modeling a broader aspiration. Yes, the WNBA has issues that need to be addressed, but those who incite chaos and fuel division seek to marginalize, not support. If Freedom wanted to protect women’s sports, it would not have chosen to demonstrate during a game in the WNBA, which has never had a known transgender player in league history.
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In the Wintrust Arena, Freedom didn’t just annoy Cloud and the other players. It didn’t just overshadow a game in which Caitlin Clark dropped 37 points and 10 assists to finish with the Fever reaching 100 points for a record 18th time this season. He turned everyone, regardless of gender identity, into bait. It attracted enough attention for at least a few days.
He made the headline. Congratulations. Twice this summer, Freedom has thrived on lies.
He was denied before the fourth quarter and acted like a victim of principle. He was a loser who came out feeling like a winner.
