Most “women’s sports novels” are really novels about girls. In them, girlhood is something mourned before it’s over. Like the games themselves, the books are set to ticking clocks. When the high school field hockey players of Quan Barry’s We Ride Upon Sticks grill their teammate Kendra about losing her virginity, their inquest feels less nosy…
A reverie about the WNBA through the lens of romance novels, such as Rooting Interest